Me & The Rude Man

I've been seeing more & more of the tall man & less & less of the anteater thing. I asked the tall man, who frequently would appear outside my window in the evenings what the anteater is.

"It's The Master" he said.
He explained it vaguely. The Master is a creature that is the master of all forests.
I chatted with the tall man for the rest of the evening. Told him how I've been having a big hate for Cuteowski. He vanished shortly after.

Rude.

Me & The Tall Man's Face

I saw the tall man again. I was glad. He was standing outside my house. He bent down & I saw his face for the first time. His eyes were big white circles. He had purple skin, I never noticed that before, because all I could see of him was the suit.

"Hello again" he said.

I guess I should've been terrified, but I wasn't, I was quite calm actually.

Me & A Wound

That thing attacked me, the anteater thing. It was very quick about it, I didn't even see it properly. It just jumped out of the bushes when I was walking around the park. It clawed me & ran off. I had a deep long cut running down my right arm afterwards. I was too confused about what had just happened to even care about the pain. I went to the hospital. The doctor cleaned & sealed my wound pretty quickly.

"What happened?" The doctor asked.

I told him I fell out of a tree. He believed it.

Me & A Tall Man

While staying at home trying to relax a memory popped up in my head. When I was little I would always see a tall man. He was taller than some of the houses. He always followed a little boy from my neighborhood around. He had no face as far as I can remember, I think I never saw high enough to see it. He seemed nice, nicer than this anteater thing that I keep seeing.

Me & Staring

That thing from my dreams appeared again. This time it was in the black void from my previous dream & it was standing behind a tall creepy man. The tall creepy man was much scarier then the thing that had been haunting my dreams the prior nights. This man had a mouth that stretched farther than the surface of his face. He was smiling. The entire nightmare was just that, them staring at me.
I woke up with goosebumps, this one felt uncomfortable. I also think I saw that dog thing in the bushes on my way to school. I saw it barely from the corner of my eye, I don't even know if it was really what I saw, but it looked like it.

Wendy says it's a representation of my fear for dogs. I like dogs, I don't fear them.

"You're consciousness is living in denial, Lourdes"


Wendy becomes apparently dumber every time I meet her.

Me & Grapes

I was sent to detention today for "causing disturbance"
I can see how helping someone with a math problem would be considered "disturbance".

Sadly it didn't lead to a group talk that would result in self-exploration, but rather me sitting alone in the library.
I started reading some horror books.
I like horror, I think it's the only genre I'm capable of enjoying for hours, the runner-up would be comedy. 
I read for a good while when I heard someone yell. Someone shouted something about grapes or something. When I looked up there was nothing peculiar going on or anything, there wasn't even anyone around me
That was a bit odd, but besides that I had a lovely time.
Staying at the library isn't really a fitting punishment for a bookworm anyways, just saying.

Me & Serbian Horror Films

Whenever I get nightmares I don't make a big deal about it. For me as a person that is aware of my dreams, but not fully capable of lucid dreaming having a nightmare is like watching some freaky horror movie from a bizarre place like Hungary or Serbia. I enjoy Hungarian & Serbian horror films, so it should come as no surprise that my "nightmares" play out like such.

I had another "nightmare" yesterday. This time I was in an empty white room. That was it. I only call it a nightmare, because in it I seemed to be panicking.

Wendy said that it means that I'm feeling isolated.

She didn't explain a thing about how I'm feeling, what I should do or anything. She just said it and began talking about how she was when she was my age.

I am so frustrated with this woman and I hate Cute for sending me to this psychology major dropout. The two of them are the bane of my existence.