Always

He's dead and dreaming.

She's completely unraveling.


This is hilarious. 

Heheh. 

Someone Call 911 Now.

Oh badman... How I've Missed You.

Now my password works again? cute.

Oh that snot nosed little bitch has failed me. Silly Sammi!

Never send a girl to do a woman's job heheheh

 

He's gone, and he has been for quite some time. 

I left our favorite little snitch Sammi, here with Mr. Death. He was completely restrained. Just the way I like him. Heheheh. All was well. I return to complete darkness and silence. I see a silhouette strapped into the chair in which I had left our killer.  I was excited to see him again. What I found was far from exciting. All of my friends were just standing in the dark corners of the room. Acting like they had seen nothing, or didn't want to see what they saw. 

And then I saw her, Silly Sammi.

Her hair was pristine, done up if a 50's pin-up faux-bangs style. Her make up was flawless. Bright blue eyes outshining cherry red lips. She even had what seemed to be a small smirk on her face.. 

That's where it stopped. 

Her body from her neck down was completely void of skin. Her chest and stomach was just one big empty cavity. No organs, no entrails,.. I always knew she didn't have a heart but come on! hahah..

Gosh this makes me so mad! None of my friends will talk. Bad man is gone. Tall man is gone. and Nobody cares to share what happened.

Oh well, I think i'm going to watch The Wizard of Oz with Sammi now.

Or what's left of her. 

Hehehe.

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?

Love,

Penelope!

 

I Can Play Too.

Yahoo Messenger.

penelopetravesty@Yahoo.com

I'm not.

I'm not.

The First Time Shouldn't Taste Like blood.

I Have Him.
I Have For A While Now.
He Still Doesn't Know What Love Is.

That Tall Man Is Sly.


Nice Try Wolfie.

Maybe After I'm done WITH him i'll take him to the proper authorities.

Hehe.

Let The Tempest Come..

I sent her to your dreams badman.

It's not your imagination.

Dreams are Fun

Let The Tempest Come.

Hehe

Badman Met My New Friend.

This Is Wendi,

He Likes To Run.

You'll run to.

And when you want to stop.

He keeps you running.

Wendi Hates The TallMan.

Who wants to meet more new friends?

I love my friends. I have so very many.

They are very pretty.

This is Sheila.

She's very pretty.

If you let her give you a hug.

She'll hug you forever.



More keep showing up!

I was sad but now I'm happy.

They don't like Badman.

They Hate Tallman.

They like me :)

Oh Joy!

I'm making all kinds of new friends.
They don't like Badman
They don't like Tallman.

I like new friends.

                                                               

Meet Pearl.

He has the prettiest Teeth.

Him and Tallman are not friends.

He is my friend.



I have A New Friend.

He's not nice.


Hehe.

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This isn't happening.

I just returned to my apartment. I have been staying with my parents while I was hoping this would all blow over.

I left my lovely tabby "Patches" here, she's fully equipped with a self cleaning litter box and a self feeding water and food container. So it's nothing for me to leave her here for a few weeks when I went home.

But I suppose that's irrelevant at this point.

When I arrived I saw a note on my door from my landlord.

"Penelope T,                                                5\30\2011

I just received word from the other tenants that your smoke detector was going off. When I came to see if you needed assistance I realized you were not home. I proceeded to let myself in and found that you had left your dinner on high in the Crock-Pot on your counter. I'm not exactly sure why it was duct-taped shut but that's really none of my concern. I imagine the dinner is a loss but at least we caught it before it got out of hand. Please be more careful next time.

Mgmnt"


Needless to say it wasn't dinner.
I hope patches was dead before she was put in there..
But judging by the claw marks and the duct-tape.. hoping is all I can do.

This can't be happening.

I got your little message OPOF.

Stay the fuck away from ME!

Oh Penelope....

Silly girl.

You need to think of a more difficult password my dear.

You like poems and such?

Burn me to ashes, then burn the ashes.
I'll carry this hate till I'm in my grave.
I'll see you in hell where the devil knows my name.
Your world will never be the same.

 

See you soon..

 

Until Next Time.

 

 

I left you a little something on the counter.

 

 

 

Yep.

Dear Bad Weather,
Please leave us alone.

K thanks bye.

Please pray for the victims of the recent disasters in the south and in Mn and Mo.

I hope they can rebuild quickly and begin to live life again.

But last night I swear I felt him touching me.

God why is this happening?
Am I losing my mind?

I don't want to lose my mind.
I'm happy where i'm at.

Love,
Penelope.

This cannot be happening.

This better be a stupid coincidence.

How could he possibly even know of me?

Maybe i'm over thinking all of this.

It's extremely difficult to be creative when you think a monster is out to get you.

Love,
Penelope.

Seriously

Look in my following list and check out Knitwolf's work.

She's great at what she does.
Check the slendy dolls.

If creepy can be cute.. these are it.

I'm working on a new poem.

I'll let you in on it in a while.

Love,
Penelope

....

I keep dreaming about a man i've never seen.

He's watching me.

He's not a good man.

Love,
Penelope.

It's soo nice out!

Spring rains to summer heat!
What a beautiful day.

I just got back from a wonderful walk this afternoon.
I love this city so much.

I keep having more and more vivid dreams here lately. They come in fragments.

A house fire.

A wooden chair.

A young child's shoe.

And of course.. A man in a suit.

What does this mean really?

I almost hate falling asleep.

Love,
Penelope.

So...

I haven't been feeling to well lately.
I feel like i've been sleeping for days and i'm still tired.
I'm not sure what to make of all of it.


Love,
Penelope