User talk:Mrthepinkism

08-12-12

Hello,

I honestly have no idea why i am writing this i just feel as if i don't write anything i will die without any recognition, Oblivion. If the page in inactive for long periods of time then you may go off on a limb and say i lost interest in telling this. So lets begin shall we?

The man with the striped socks,

Im a very... stubborn person. Refusing to believe that things beyond my comprehension even exist. That is until these past few weeks. When i was a child i had a very... Reclus imagination. Things would cross my mind that only serial killers fascinate about. Destruction, one of the things i thought about the most. the thought of being overpowering and the ability to crush things that are helpless. Now don't get me wrong, i can be a very positive and happy person when i wish, but there are times when i go into a...dark place. Violence. Thats the word.I can be a violent person. The only time i have ever felt vulnerable was as a kid. Imagining things that are indestructible and evil... can turn on you. These monsters i called friends in my dreams would turn on me. That is when i felt most vulnerable. I would dream about normal kid things with a twist. Like a shark that grew bigger every time it ate something or a goblin that lived in houses and slowly multiplied in the basement... But one dream that crushed my ability to differentiate reality from dreams. The man in the striped socks. It was the only way i was able to explain this... thing. It was tall, taller than 8 feet for sure so tall that it would curl its spine to walk through houses. it had blue lips not like neon but... grey. Its eyes were a piercing yellow and seemed to be perfectly circular... so it could stare directly at you for hours without blinking and still remain intimidating. Its body wasn't the longest part of it. Its legs and arms were. I remember i would see it in long corridors but as soon as i would enter a room all that i would see was its legs just... slither into the next room. But the most recognisable part of this...Demon, was its socks. They were multicolored, but not like you would think. They were almost as if someone broke open a rainbow and the colors splattered on in a terrible line. Explaining this is much harder that i had anticipated. They would lead up until right below the knee, and the rest was a black void for a body, that would twist almost like it had no spine but you could see it. it was skinny and it liked to hide like a spider on the ground like it was ready to sprint at you but never did. It would just stare. with no expression on its face. It would hide in the dark corners of the room and make sound... It LOVED to keep me awake. My only defence was to hide under the covers. It would get so hot i would nearly kill my self trying to breath. But there was no way i was going to breath if it meant that i had to look at that thing. It seemed like no threat to me... but it was always watching. To this day i cannot tell if these were dream or reality. I would be telling myself that it was a dream untill i would here my mom upstairs call me for my pills. (I took these to sleep because there was no way i was willingly sleeping in the same room as that thing.) It new my every weakness. But it seemed like it needed to know more. One of my most memorable nights was when i woke up in a sweat and ran upstairs in pitch black for my parents room. which was 2 floors up. All was clear...until i looked back. there it was. crawling after me on all fours snarling and... Laughing. I screamed as loud as i could and stood still. It engulfed its body around me...but i didn't feel it. It was trying to attack me with all of the force that it could but it couldn't touch me... It stopped, and let out a smile. It extended its finger out at me and brushed my cheek with its long finger, and i felt it. I remember waking up the next morning on the floor of my living room... RIght where my dream took place. I refused to believe it. This Thing could not harm me... It was only a dream! But how could i explain this!? I started hyperventilating and screamed, My parents rushed in and rushed my to the hospital. I was having a panic attack. the doctor prescribed my pills and i haven't seen him since, Anyways thats all the time i have for now. Ill try to come back soon.

08-28-12 Jesus, It sure has been a while since i wrote on here. Things have changed quite a bit. I am going to stop taking my pills for a while to see if i can see him one last time.I will update Asap.

09-01-12 This was a fucking mistake. I can see him everywhere. hE WONT LEAVE! IM DRIVING MYSELF INSANE. I WENT BACK ON THE PILLS BUT HE IS BACK. i dont know what to do. Hes been... whispering my name.Every time i run up the stares i can here him behind me.Even my dog wont go around me anymore. I am going to leave town for a bit. go visit my sister and her kids. for a bit. This may be my last article.

09-05-12 Things are starting to go back to normal. I am staying with my sister and things are setting straight. But one thing chills my spine still. When i was talking to my niece today she said something that still haunts me. As i entered her room she ran up and whispered in my ear don't let the man in. I quickly confronted her. What man!?, Never Mind she replied. Im not sure what to do now.