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This will be my last post.

If you are reading this then you’ve probably already read the previous post. But right now as I’m writing this one it still hasn’t been posted. I’ve set it to be released at midnight. It is now around 11:30 PM and I am walking outside. It just stopped raining and there are rain puddles everywhere. My hair is wet because I didn’t care enough to bring a coat with a hood. It’s annoying but fuck it. Not like it’s gonna matter anyway. Not where I’m going. I’m gonna stop typing for a bit. Writing a post on your phone while walking is harder than I expected. I’ll continue when I get there. - I’m here. You’re probably wondering where “here” is. It’s on a bridge that crosses the Scheldt river. I’m obviously not gonna tell you which bridge. Not that it matters. In about 5 minutes the previous post will go up. I’m just hoping the other guests show up before that time. Speak of the devil.. Or rather speak of the demon clown. That’s number one. I expected him to show up sooner thou
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My secret revealed

A few months after she told me the horrible news her condition quickly got worse. She soon could no longer go outside and she spent her entire days in bed. It was as if her life and willpower were completely drained now. It wasn’t just her. Her parents had been fighting for so long to keep their daughter alive. Now all they had to show for it were stacks upon stacks of medical bills. While their daughter was slowly being dragged into the afterlife. I myself wasn’t much better off. Every time I saw her was like a million daggers of guilt stabbed into my heart. But I couldn’t abandon her, no matter how much it hurt. I kept visiting her and tried cheering her up by watching movies together. Sometimes we played games but she didn’t have the energy for those most of the time. Sometimes we just sat near each other in silence for a few hours. Her in her bed and me in a chair right next to her. It was during one of these silent moments that it happened. She looked at me and brok
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I'm going to die

Two years after the accident I graduated from high school. Eefje had dropped out a year earlier. She could no longer go outside for longer than a few hours. So she was home schooled. Of course I still went to visit her as often as I could. Every time I visited I could see her gradually getting worse. I often took her out for walks with her wheelchair. At first she always smiled and laughed when we went out. But over time her smiles faded and she stopped laughing. I remember the moment when she told me.. We were out on one of those walks in the park. We had stopped near a nearby lake and were chatting about something. I don’t remember what the topic was. I just remember her suddenly going quiet and staring at the ground. Obviously I got worried and asked her what was wrong. When she looked up at me there were tears in her eyes. “I’m going to die.” Those words still haunt me today. “I’m going to die.” She told me the doctors had told her she only had one, maybe
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New year's resolution

Happy new year I guess? I’m not sure how I’m even alive right now. I had given up yesterday. I woke up to the dog sitting there watching me. As soon he noticed I was awake he disappeared. Part of me was drawn to her book again. I still haven’t finished reading it. Only thirty or something pages left. I couldn’t force myself to finish it. Instead I just lay there in bed for a few hours, staring at the ceiling. My mind wandered and my thoughts spiralled down into despair. Then suddenly something snapped. I’m not sure what it was. Maybe it was my guilt taking over me. Or maybe I just stopped caring. Either way I got out of bed and threw on the same clothes I had been wearing for a week. Stepped outside and just started walking aimlessly. I soon found what I was looking for. When the clown showed up it didn’t even paralyze me. I think it knew it didn’t have to. I wasn’t going to run. It moved closer and started laughing. That awful wheezing laugh that will probably never stop ha
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I can't do this anymore

I can’t go outside anymore. I always end up face to face with the demon clown. Even when I stick to the most busy streets I somehow end up being alone with that thing. Anyone reading this blog already knows what happens next. I get paralyzed, It laughs, I laugh, we all have a horrible time. It doesn’t take long before the dog shows up. They fight, I barely escape. This repeats every time I go outside. Even when I go with someone else. Somehow we lose track of each other and I end up in an empty street where that fucker shows up. Each time his wounds that the dog inflicted are gone. He never appears inside my house though. Every now and then I see a glimpse of the dog. But never the clown thing. Sometimes it seems like the dog is guarding my house and keeping the clown away. But that can’t be right, can it? Today I was supposed to be at a new years party. But there’s no way I can go. Not with that clown thing out there. I called it off and told them I was sick. I wasn’t lying
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Merry Fucking Christmas

Went to visit my grandparents for christmas eve. We had dinner with the whole family like we do every year. Which always leads to some fucking drama. This year my aunt got drunk and started arguing with my grandfather. So me and my sister stepped outside into the backyard to get away from the yelling drunk people. Not that I wasn’t drunk either but at least I wasn’t yelling. My sister asked if I was alright. I lied and said yes. She saw through my lie. We talked. I was too drunk to remember what we talked about. Eefje obviously came up. Luckily I was not drunk enough to talk about the dog or anything that would have made me look crazy. We hugged and she went back inside once her cigarette was finished. I wanted to wait untill the yelling stopped. That was my mistake. Once I was alone it didn’t take long for the demon clown to show up. I blinked and there he was. Standing once again in front of me. My body froze up like last time. He started laughing. It was a low wheezin
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Secret

I still haven’t told the full story. Anyone reading this blog has probably guessed that already. I stopped the last post about Eefje before I got there. I didn’t say how it all ended. Because I can’t. It’s a secret I can’t reveal. But it seems that my secret is what the hellhound is after. The Black Dog apparently hunts those who keep secrets. According to Rosa my best bet to get rid of it is to expose my secret. Rosa is another blogger who seems to know a lot about these things. So she’s probably right. But I can’t. I would love to have at least one of these things off my back. I would do almost anything but that isn’t one one of those things. Revealing my secret would mean breaking the promise I made. Eefje begged me and I can’t let her down a third time. I will have to find another way to get rid of it and that demon clown as well. Because so far I haven’t found a single way to get rid of that fucker either. From what I’ve read that thing doesn’t stop stalking you. It eve
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