22/11/12
I've started this blog as a last resort. In case the worst happens. So people will know why I've disappeared. I don't know what else to do except keep a record of everything that's happened. Maybe it will serve as a warning. I don't know, it's hard to think straight. I haven't slept for days now. I can't. I won't.
I better start at the beginning.
Six weeks ago I started a project. I'm taking an evening class in media and creative writing in an attempt to finally turn my hobby into a career. God knows I can't keep working at the garden centre for the rest of my life. It seems a degree gets you nowhere these days. I must admit, when my tutor set the project I was pretty excited - researching the origins and development of an urban legend sounded more like fun than a college project. My first thoughts, of course, were to use the Internet - how else to urban myths get created and distributed in this technological age? So, I started delving into the forums and feeds of the web, looking for something usual. Something that could, if you suspended disbelief for a moment, be real. Something creepy. I'm a sucker for horror films.
I stumbled upon 'Marbled Hornets' by chance, mentioned in a thread on a now defunct urban legends forum. I spent a good few hours watching the YouTube feed, thinking it was the perfect topic for my project. The Slender Man; an urban legend created entirely on the net, which has grown and developed somewhat of a cult following. The YouTube videos are pretty creepy, even when you are fully aware they are just fictional, by the admission of the creators.
Armed with the spark of an idea, I started doing a little research into the beginnings of the myth and the traditional origins that had created it. I never thought it would spiral into this, this fear and chaos. I mean, it's just an urban legend, right? It's not real.
It's not.
It can't be.
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