The Fear

It seems to me people are really scared. Humanity as a whole is truly Frightened to it's core. How can I tell? Basic human behavior. We get scared, we panic, and lash out. The true reason behind much of today's chaos, from riots, to increasing in religious, spiritual, and supernatural beliefs are a cause of this root Fear. Funny part? We don't even know why we're scared. Sure you can blame economic uncertainty, terrorists, war, natural disasters, and a million other things. We live in a horrible world and there is much to Fear. But the truth? This Fear goes much deeper than all of that. When it comes to Fear that which appears to be cause may well be effect, and that which appears to be effect is often cause. Humanity is slowly being stricken to their core with Fear and superstition the likes of which have been unseen in ages. It has been a long time since we believed in Monsters. Perhaps we are learning why.

The Child

Recently moved out of my parent's house. I finally get a taste of freedom and I'm too scared shitless too enjoy it.
The other night I was walking home, past the park, as I usually do each night after my nighttime jogs, and I heard a child scream. I turned and saw a little girl in a white gown running. I ran to her to ask her what was wrong. First thing I noticed in the yellowish light from the streetlamp, was that her skin was very pale, and her hair was completely white. She was crying, weeping, I bent over and asked her what was wrong. "My mommy told me not to play outside at night". I responded "Where is your mommy?". "I couldn't find her and he got me". "Who got you ?" I asked, fearing the answer. "The Bogeyman got me". After she said that the girl looked up and I saw her eyes. Those eyes were pitch black. There was no white to be seen. I backed away and the light flickered. Where the black eyed girl was standing there was now a tall man in black, with a featureless face white as the moon.

I going to do some research on that girl and the park. Maybe there I'll figure out what's going on.
I'm not going on nighttime jogs anymore.

Bogeyman

There is a being that children fear. His names include, but are not limited to El Cuco, the Sack Man, The Grinning Man, Bloody Bones, and Oude Rode Ogen. He is there and not, exists and yet, doesn't. They know he exists but others do not. He varies in his many forms. These forms change based on area, social climate, local lore, what the people fear. He is the monster we try to forget when we're older. He exists because we think about him. Or do we think of him because he must exist? Somewhere deep down in our brains, in that buried part that still fears the dark, do we know he is real? Fear has no shape. The Bogeyman is Fear.

Sorry

I was never supposed to post on this blog this much. It was meant to be my sister's with myself occasionally contributing. But I need an outlet. Weird crap is going on. I have always been a fan of the mythos since the beginning. I watch the vlog with the mysterious masked man. I read the blog involving a notebook and Yggdrasil. I loved that stuff. I always have loved monsters and horror. I considered myself an expert. But this is something different. I don't know whats happening. I never believed in anything without proof before. But I know it's him. He's stalking me. He's real. The Young Slender Bogey Man. An online myth. Or not. Heh. Well I can't say I'm not scared but I'm also excited. I'm a hopeless nerd. I always wanted something more out of life. Well I'm gonna know my enemy. I'm not gonna disappear.