I've decided that this blog isnt going to be all doom and gloom we all gonna die. K might be dead set on doing that but personally I cant handle all her depression and gloom stuff. Slendy man can just wait till after the video I'm watching to bother me. I'm watching julian smith right now, which is the funniest thing ever. Its all good and stuff but a video I saw earlier really made me feel good. aha masky....

I'm worried about K. BTW i'm just gonna use my nickname for her from now on. she calls me B I call her K. I'm starting to think shes maybe not as strong as I thought. I walked into her bathroom, and found blood all over the floor, and her curled up in a corner grabbing her shoulder and sobbing. I've never seen her cry before. I asked her what was wrong and she looked me and I swear if looks could kill... And screeched at me to get out. She came out a little while ago and when I asked her what was wrong again and she simply said nothing a stitch had tore and showed me the new stitches she had made to her arm, but then she went to her room, locked the door and I swear I heard more sobbing. I don't know whats wrong and I don't know what to do. I've never had to deal with an emotional female before.

Kendra's idea?

Kendra told me I should make a blog. I'm not really sure what to write, but she says I should maybe do more detail about the other night when she basically went poof while in the kitchen. I was at her house. I usually am, shes the stronger one here. Can take more shit than me overall, I mean she got stabbed in the arm trying to protect me from my ex best friend and now proxy jared. Because of this I tend to stay nearby. She went to the kitchen to get some popcorn for the two of us to eat while watching a movie. We can still have fun sometimes right? Or is that against the 'rules'? Seems like anytime we stop to have fun something happens. But back on subject, she went there and I heard a scream and loud noise. I ran in saw she left her knife on the island, the cabinet the popcorn was in was wide open, things were pulled out of it and were all over the place, and two chairs were knocked over. The back sliding door was unlocked and wide open, and she was just gone. I freaked out and started crying, but went on her blog and told everyone a summary of what had happened, and asking for advice. I'm pathetic. I've grown too attached to her, and cant stand her being gone even for a few hours. What will I even do if she goes first? BACK TO THE SUBJECT NOW... someone said to look for marcus. I went to school and was about to look for him when, I got a call from kendra's phone. She forgot her knife but not her phone thank god. She told me she was at a park nearby, and no idea how or why. I ran straight there since its not too far, and when I saw her sitting on a park bench with her head in her hands, I couldn't help but attack her with a huge hug. Even if I sorta over did it, I was happy to see her alive and well.