Weird Shit Going On

Okay, now I'll tell you all what's been happening. My town, undisturbed, quiet, we all keep to ourselves. Underground drug businesses are many, but since poverty hit they aren't worth the police force's time. I know this thanks to highschool, I'll be friends with anyone but doesn't mean I'll do the crap you do. Anyway, I've heard all sorts of drugs in our town.

For a town that's still far from being called a city, our underground crime is really an issue. But........sadly no one cares.

That's not the weird shit, the weird shit isn't normal crime. I think I can sum up the problem in three words: Obsessed Creepypasta Fanclub.

Very funny, that's real cute....the numbers counting down, vandilism, and school threats aren't. 

No....they're not construction marks. I asked the workers one day. They find this writing everywhere, but it's not there's. It's in chalk, spray paint, on the side of the trains. It's everywhere....

I love Creepypastas, great horror fiction, really like Urban Legends, but I love the video game ones a lot more. However, going out of your way to put these everywhere is out of hand. 

I mean seriously, do you not have a paper and pencil?

That's not all. 

As a joke, a friend and I went down into the park near the middle school in our town. It has frisbee golf and a small patch of woods. I was going to scare him on the trails with the whole "look it's Slendy" not that it'd work mind you....

Down in the trails we decided to go check out the wheat field they changed into a wheat maze. 

Walking through it, I got bored, picked up a rock and through it into the wheat field. I joked that it's was going to end in a hillbilly children of the corn, but instead we heard laughter. 

I know, I know, coulda been anyone. 

We froze, wondering what the hell was there, and then I heard a little honk, like a bike horn or clown horn. He had heard it to and then I heard twigs breaking.

It could have been a prank, but we both started running, and I swear I heard laughter following us.

The rest of the Creepy things are more psychological.

Dreams of death, feelings of strong paranoia, severe headaches. 

I'm clean, completely. Haven't touched drugs or alcohol in my life. I've already gone to a therapist for my parents divorce, no new problems have occured.

The last mystery is the ARG....Remember.exe....more on this issue later....

Till then, goodbye...