5/30/2013

Kenan is here. Well, 'Ken' is here, as he likes his shorthand better. He came here on the 20th, and I've had no time to post since he came here. It's been a lot of fun: we played games, went to the movies, talked about dreams, and it was fun.
Then I told him about my dream about the black-white thing-guy. He told me that the dreams sounded really... evil. He's kinda superstitious, and I understand, but, Doc, you don't believe there is evil in dreams, right?

Best part is, he started having the same dreams as well, the same night I told him. It must be scary enough to make others get scared and have nightmares, right?

~Jax

5/15/2013

It’s 2:37AM. I just had a terrible dream once more. That thing, the black thing. It’s weird as hell. I can remember what it looks like, but I just can’t figure out what it looks like. It’s a person, but tall and lanky as hell. I can’t remember any real details, other than some white on it’s chest and it had bleached skin. Looked like some sort of killer from a movie. I don’t remember anything else, but I was in my own home and it was standing in my doorway just staring at me. It wasn’t Goggles, as I’ve taken to calling the goggled guy, it was something else.

            As long as these dreams don’t affect me or the time with Kenan, I’ll be fine.

~Jax

5/14/2013

So, today’s the day. The big, whopping 24. My brother’s son is coming in the next week or so. It’s funny; my brother’s son is 9 years younger than me. Less than a decade. And my brother is close to 11 years older than me. My brother doesn’t ever talk about when I was born, because shortly thereafter, SHE left. He doesn’t talk at all about those years. I might get some information out of him.

~Jax

5/11/2013

I’ve had sleeping problems again, ever since I had that dream. I’m not surprised; that dream scared the living shit out of me. I’ve yet to see the thing with the goggles again, nor have I seen that black thing.

            My birthday is in a few days. I might write on that day. I don’t know yet.     

~Jax

5/06/2013

It’s about 4:32 AM. I’ve just woken up from a terrible dream that I know I’ll forget. I’m forgetting parts already, but here goes.

I’m walking through my Elementary School, when suddenly the bells ring. I hear screaming and crying and then it stopped. I could see something at the end of the hallway, it was a person, and I couldn’t tell you what it looked like, the details are straining. It was black, that’s all I remember. And I could see people huddled around the person. It was strange and the entire time I had a sense of dread.

            On a good note, my brother’s son will be coming to see me. He’s 15 years old. My brother says it’ll keep us both in check. He tells me that his son has some of the same sleeping issues, and I might get him to start this stuff as well. His name is Kenan. He’ll be here in a few weeks.

 

~Jax

5/05/2013

It’s been most of a week. I’ve not seen a lick of that thing in a while. I don’t know what/who did it, but praise be to them.

 

~Jax