Everywhere

The Bogeyman
El Cuco
The Sack Man
Rawhead Rex
Bloody Bones
The Shape
Bloody Mary
Jenny Greenteeth
The Fair Folk
Oude Rode Ogen
The Nikker
The Devil
The Tall Man
The Dark Man
The Slender Man
It has endless names, infinite forms.
The Fear can not be killed.
The Fear can not be out ran.
We can't hide.

Apparition

He appeared again, the Bogeyman that is. I had been in a nearby town with a friend yesterday and we were driving home, each in our separate vehicles. My friend had driven pretty far ahead of me as we were driving through some back roads. Now I have been paranoid recently so driving alone in the dark was already disconcerting, but I felt a wave of this irrational, primal dread. I hit this stretch of road surrounded by trees on either side, and I stopped being able to see my friends tail lights ahead of me, and my music in the car stopped playing. Then, my headlights dimmed to where I could barely see the road ahead of me. That's when He appeared in front of my car. Filled with Fear, I sped up, attempting to run him over, but His distance from my car did not change. I was shocked to the point I took my foot off the gas. When the Car slowed down, He did not move farther away, no matter what I did, the distance between me and Him would not change. Then He spoke with no face. Or maybe He put the voice in my head to communicate. The worst part was the voice. It was that of a child. A small girl's voice to be exact. The voice said to me "You can't escape your Fear." It had no emotion in it. Like it was a fact, not a threat. "It will consume you as it always does, no one escapes." A new voice joined it, this one more ominous, primordial, but still with no emotion, positive or negative. "I am as old Life and Death. I am your race's Creation and Creator . I am because you are."

After that everything was to normal, my heavy metal was playing, my lights were bright, my car had stopped, and my friend had pulled over. He asked if I was ok and said I had nearly driven off the road. I told him I was fine, just tired. He slowed down and kept me in his sight the rest of the drive home. I write all this down as a record, and also keep a paper journal as backup. I hope someone reads this and can help decipher all this insanity. And most of all, so I might sort it out before I go insane.

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.

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.