Nameless Diary 51.1 The unholy voices update
Note 51.1 The unholy voices update.
Before I forget about them, which is impossible, I'm going to explain about the 44 messages on my answer phone on the 1st of June.
First I was feeling off in the morning so I ran a bath... Fell asleep in the bath for over an hour, then woke up and the house phone ringing. I checked the time without really thinking about anything and when I saw it was 11:11am I did feel a little bit weird. The phone stopped ringing and I was still laying in the bath when I began to ring again...
I was like should I bother or not? So I got out of the bath and the phone did the same thing... rang and rang, stopped and rang again. It took me ages to get to the phone and when I did, it stopped, like just as I was about to grab i…
Nameless Diary 51. That's my room
Note 51.
The photo below has a teddy in the background...
That teddy is mine he's a little rabbit... Anyway that means this photo was taken in my room... I'm not joking around... Something Anne from the Eyenein said in her comment on one of my blogs was, that I didn't get them both in the picture... I'm starting to realise something very distrubing.
http://i1351.photobucket.com/albums/p787/elisasnightmare/Elisasnightmare/5_zps6f4a927f.png
Note: 50. Tribute.
Note 50. Tribute to TheKnowings.
Here is the link to my blog.
Game of Lives, a tribute to the Knowings
Here is the link to my best friends blog. The Knowings. Her real blog.
Black Eyed Nameless Me
Game of lives.
Recently the world has changed into something that I have no understanding of. Nothing going on really makes much sense to me. The whole point of coming here was to find out what happened to my best friend, and all I can really go on is her blog. What people know about it... and what they know. The I9.
Eyenein.
Some of the experiences I've had since being in the coma, and what I've come back to, have been disturbing and un-natural. I'm learning that there is no normal anymore, and that the only way forward is to continue my mates blog as a tribute. From where she left it, to where I want to take it, and begin at Note 50.
From what I can make out, there was somebody emailing Chlo (TheKnowings) and sending her information and photos of the I9. …
Eight days of nothing...
Eight days of nothing. Then, I have a photo taken that literally breaks the camera, and then when I eventually get to see the photo... eh?
http://i1351.photobucket.com/albums/p787/elisasnightmare/Elisasnightmare/Behindme_zpsb665cdcf.png
He has no reason to be in my photo... I promise that I haven't said anything to them, I haven't done anything...
I don't understand...