I'm going to make this brief, I'm trying to care Maya while I type this on my phone....
The people across the hall are dead, I don't know how.. but there was blood.... leaking.... out of the door into the hall, we can't actually leave the apartment due all of it...
I heard reference to "trash bags"... Maya is fitfully passed out on my shoulder... and I have my gun loaded in my other hand...
It's going to be a long night.
I just archive binged your entire blog. All I have to say is....shit.
ReplyDeleteYou....you're almost like I was. Only twelve years older and a dude, haha.
Good fucking luck. I'm sorry for your losses. I really am. I know the feeling....mind if I keep an eye on you?
Do me a favor and remember two things though. Not all proxies are monsters, and things are never really how they look.
Thanks Lucia, it really helps to know there are others out there.
DeleteThe police still have the apartment across the way cordoned off, but if Maya is a proxy then I do need to rethink my stance on them.
I'm open for advice of course, but today, were hoping to get away from it all for a bit, maybe drive up to the mountains and go for a hike or something.
It's always good to know that we're not alone. That's why I try to read as many blogs as I can. I just ran across yours this morning through a comment somewhere.
DeleteYeah-- my boyfriend is a proxy. It did make me rethink a lot. It's a....very different perspective, that's for sure.
If you ever need to chat or need advice, you can reach me at Lucianna06@AOL.com most anytime. I check my mobile email regularly, haha (p.s. Otterboxes are the best thing to ever happen to the iPhone. Good call buying one).