This Place Is A Trap

I would apologize for taking this long to address this but considering someone invaded my privacy and I can't correct that, I won't.  Anyways, in case you didn't realize, I did not post that last post. That was supposed to stay a draft and now for some reason it won't delete. I don't know why and I don't know how, considering a lot of that stuff is fucking IRRELEVANT to my investigation.  But...yeah. Since it's out and it's not going away, I guess I should address the elephant in the room since I know someone will ask about it.  I have a terminal illness. My parents won't tell me exactly what it is (which is just as awful as it sounds) but from what I understand it's neurological. Sometimes I forget things and other times it makes it hard to walk, so I have to use crutches. No, it's not fun, and no I don't know how long I have left. I don't like talking about it because people give me those stupid fucking pitying looks when they find

I don't even know why I'm typing out this stupid draft its not like im going to post it or anything. i guess i have nowhere else to go to complain :/ ill make this my official complaining draft where i write down all my complaints so i dont feel tempted to expose myself to the world. 1. ive started forgetting things again (speaking of which hi future me in case you forgot what this blog is check the draft labeled "click this if you don't know what this is or why its always open on your laptop" and DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES POST ON HERE UNTIL YOU ARE CAUGHT UP AND HAVE READ EVERYTHING THEY CANT KNOW ABOUT THIS) 2. i still have nightmares about the rainers 3. half the time i dont even want to help these people because why should i when they all look at me like a helpless little sheep 4. oh yeah in case it wasnt clear im still dying 5. payton and henny STILL wont fucking get a hold of me 6. ada keeps giving me weird looks whenever i go in to buy something at the

I still haven't heard from Payton or Henny, but I'm tired of waiting so I started poking around again, trying to find Silas. It's been a pain trying to get past my parents, but they were gone for work stuff today so I jumped at the opportunity.  It was...suspiciously easy to find him. He was in the forest again, just meandering. He turned as I approached him. I'm not really capable of being quiet, so it wasn't a shock that he heard me coming. He smiled and greeted me.  He was actually really nice, and I don't really understand why everyone hates him so much. He answered a lot of my questions, which I'll put in a different blog post probably. We talked for hours, but it felt like just a few minutes. We even talked about other stuff aside from the weirdness in Winter Hollow and the disappearing people, amd not once did he do that thing that people always do with me, where they look down on me. It was...nice.  Finally I feel like I have a chance at figuring all

Sorry for no updates. I got hit with the worst headache of my fucking life a few days ago and it's been absolutely fucking awful.  I wouldn't even have bothered, but I haven't heard from Payton or Henny since the incident with the Rainers and it's worrying me. I asked Payton's sister Juliana where she was and Juliana just told me that she's grounded. Which...makes no fucking sense 'cause knowing Payton she would straight up just ignore that. You guys let me know if you've heard from them at all. I want to know if they're okay or not, and they seem to like you all more than they like me.

So...weird thing happened the other day. Someone named Silas returned to Winter Hollow. I've heard the name before but I've never actually met the guy. My parents really don't like him, but like with everything else they won't tell me why or what he did.  Anyways, I actually saw him just a little bit ago, which was kind of weird cause I was in the middle of the woods sulking. I don't think he saw me, but there was...something about him. Like he might not have physically seen me but he Knew I was there, if you know what I mean. Or maybe I was just weirded out because his eyes are different colors. I don't remember what it's called when someone has that. I...kind of want to find him again. Maybe he knows something about all of this.