Confessions

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So...This blog really isn't my best work. Like, at all. It started out all "OOH YES THIS WILL BE FUN FUN FUN TIMES" and Jessica was like "YES YES YESSSS" but now it's just...
We've both lost motivation?

So, yes. I'm confirming this. Fake slendyblog was fake and overly bad and EXTREMELY obvious lol

My name is Alexa, I do go by Lexi, but Steele is not my real last name. I'm not putting my real name out there, either.
Part of the reason it sounded so bad and forced was probably because I've...never really babysat before ever? At all?
I'm not fond of children in general, so...
My mom and dad are divorced, but for normal reasons. I am in New York, and my dad is in Washington. That's...probably all the truth that was put into this blog, heh. Jessica is a real person, though. My friend. Who is not a HARDCORE ANGST EMO MACHINE haha...

Yeah, Jessica and I may still use this blog for something- might as well, I mean, don't want to waste the account. Maybe just photos and other stuff that we don't want to accidentally loose. Maybe I'll use it to put up all those spamposts of photos/video clips from my walks around my neighborhood. Dunno, man. (But I'll definitely use it to comment on slenderblogs, them things da shiz and all, hehe~)
But we know for sure that we're keeping the title "Lexi's Babysitting Blog" and the pink background. The little heart hands with the operator symbol, even! Just for old time's sake, y'know?

So
Uh
Cheers and all, internets! Your blogs are spiffing and interesting, and it's a right shame that this started out horribly enough that I lost interest! I would have loved to be a part of the internet phenomenon known as Slenderman!

Regards,
Lexi

October 12, 2006
Dear diery,
School is really fun so far! A girl named Jessica just moved in, she seems really mad at everything but I think shes okay! I am going to try to talk to her more, I sit next to her so it will be easy.
the man came to visit today, too! I tried to make Jessica meet him, but she got scared and ran. This makes me sad, because the tall man is nice, even though my mom says hes an imaginary friend.
I don't think hes imaginary, but hes a friend for sure!!!!!!
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October 14, 2006
Dear diery,
I told my mom and dad that the tall man is nice and not imaginary. Mom got scared and called the police and yelled at my dad. I dont know why shes scared, the tall man is nice! he never hurt me, all we do is talk, even though I dont remember about what most of the time. He is still nice though!
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October 18, 2006
Dear diary,
I was spelling 'diary' wrong this whole time, whoops! That's what my mom says, anyway. She says its good that I'm keeping a diary. She says it can get my thoughts out. I think thats good.
Anyway, the tall man is with me tonight! he decided to stay over, he said. Hes right by my bed now, reading over my shoulder. I feel safe and tired and happy.
I think I'm going to bed soon. Goodnight, diary!

[scribbles all over the page]
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November 29, 2006
Dear diary,
I'm sorry for the gap in writing! I've been busy lately, but I forgot what with. But its okay. I know it is okay.
its just the way it is!
I went out with the tall man last week. when I came back, my mom was really scared and screaming and it made me scared, but it's okay now. My dad is really cool, though, he wasnt screaming, just really really nervous. He left for a few days and still isnt back, my mom says he will though.
The tall man made me miss school, though, which Im sad about. Jessica was worried to.
I dont know why everyone is worried, the tall man protects me very well!
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December 2, 2006
he's gone
both of them
theyre both gone
I'm sad, diary. Tonight my mom said dad isnt coming back. They're divorcing.
The tall man says he's going with my dad to make sure he stays safe.
This makes me really sad. The tall man is my friend! Its good that hes going to stay with my daddy but now I'm lonely.
I don't like being lonely.
I don't like it.
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I'm
afraid

diary I'm afraid now I'm questioning things

I don't
Want to remember
I won't remember
I wont
I wont
I wont

[scribbles over the page]
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I'm remembering
No
I don't
No
No
GO AWAY

No reply.

My dad 'n I have been emailing back and forth. Menial things; How school is, my friends...When I asked him a question about him and his job, his mental condition, why he left, no reply. It's been two days now.

We've had one or two emails a day. This silence is weird. Maybe he just gave up on me? Maybe he got bored.
I dunno.

Speaking of no messages, whoever was trying to pull a fast one on me with all those creepy notes finally stopped, thank god. I was ready to call the police.

What else, what else...
Oh! In an effort to turn this blog back into what it was originally supposed to be, I took on another job with Marie's parents. They're going out of town again for three weeks, and I'll stop by after school when her cousin can't be there to watch her and stuff.
Same pay, woooo! ChaCHING!

That aside, after I stopped coming by, she got out of the hospital a few days later, so I missed her recovery. :( Now I'll be able to see her happy and stuff again <3


Oh, oh! One more thing, I found my old diary when I was cleaning my room!~ I was seven when I wrote in this thing, so right before my dad left, basically. I'm looking forward to reading this thing and analyzing my 7-year-old self's brain. x)



















(also yes I had a Winnie the Pooh diary shut up don't judge me)

So if I find anything amusing in there, I'll put 'em up. <3

~Lexi