#bev orwell entry

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Can I have your name?

@rosalind-learns-blogging

(I had Bev answer this one because the other ones would take it at face value and get faed lol)

(Except Thalia, but I’m lazy so I just wrote Bev’s lmao)

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One of you please kill Francis I’m begging you, DON’T let Joseph see this, I only hate Francis not him and I do not wish to upset him. I am fine with Edgar seeing this because you should break up with that blonde man child, you deserve better, he wouldn’t even write down that you were dating in a book. Get a good man (or whatever gender) that respects you and is not afraid to reveal he is blessed to have you, and I deserve the satisfaction of him being dead please, in fact pretty please that helped someone get more out of their writing before I’m pretty sure. I know that technically Francis getting murdered would also upset him but come on necessary evils guys get himmm use a necessary evil to get rid of an UNNECESSARY evil!!

I have decided to distinguish myself now, though if you know me it’s very obvious it’s me, oh well, bout time. -🌒

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[Dumps watered down diet coke over Bev and Edgar]

Sincerely, your local lonely avatar🌧

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You who turn the straight path into labyrinth.

You who twist certainty into laughter and laughter into screams.

You who open doors where no walls stand and close them behind wandering minds.

You who whisper reason into madness and madness into reason until neither may be known.

Come to us in your endless turning.

Come to us in your perfect confusion.

Let all that is true bend.

Let all that is known unravel.

Lead us smiling into the places that cannot be.

JOIN THE SPIRAL PLEASEEEEE I NEED EVEN MORE FRIENDS

I will now use this 🌀 to differentiate myself though it's pretty obvious when it's me I only talk to the one person is marked by the spiral but not for long if I can help it

just join join the spiral I even wrote that thingie join the spiral see im not messing with the text this time join the spiral im not even messing with my font or writing join the spiral join join ꆽꅂꀧꍈ

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WAIT WAIT DONT READ THAT I FUCKED UP MY BAD GUYS MY BAD DONT READ THAT HOLYYY HELL IM GONNA SKEDADDLE NOW OH CHEEZITS TOODLES

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(Also this is so peak bro. All hail 🌀 anon!!!!!)

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Bevington please open the door because I wanna meet you, I am behind that door and it is not an appearing endless hallway and even if it was at some point uhhhh past performance is not an indicative of future results and stuff anyway open the door do it do it open the door open the door ǫ̸̵̸̷̨̢̡̼̤̳̯̬̥̖̬̫͈͇̪̑̌́ͯ̆͐̎̇̎͒̎̀ͬ̊̈͂͑̌̀ͬ͛̚͢͞p̳͖̙̘̗̽̽̑̄̅͟͢e̱͎̥̪̰͋̅ͯ̄́͟͡ṅ̦̞̜̍͛́̑ͫ̉͋̇͛̕͜͟͝ ţ̶̨̗̣̖͖͔̣̬̠̹̳̭͈̱̤͓̳̆̃ͦ̈́ͯͧͬ̀̀̂ͭͦ͑͂͜͢͟͞h̴̵̴̛̹̺͓̩̖͎̖̼͍̙̞̀̋̇̍̏̈ͤ̓̌̀ͮ̅̆ͫ́ͩͯ̒̑́͋͒ͥ͗̅̕͡͠e̴̩̹̽ d̡̰͖̪̥̣̗͇͖͚̣̋ͪͭ̿̑̍ͨ̅̈͊̃̀̍̿̇͜͡õ̴̴̡̨͇͎̘̜͕͓̩̘̳̞̠̙͕͚̹͋̄̈̏̋̌ͦͯͧ͒̒̉ͮͩ͝͠ͅͅo̥ŗ̵̛̪͓͎͉̫̼͕̓̃͌͗ͧ̌̓͌̌̍̄̆̋͢ͅͅ d̥͚̳͚̗͛͂̑ͣ̎̏ͤ̓ͥ͡o_̵̵̣͔͚̤͙͕̠̑͊̆ͬ̚ i̺̺̭͍̼͇̎͌̐ͨ̓̚͞ṯ̷̶̶̨̝̦̬̹̦̾ͫ̌̐̆̈̃ͯ̍͑̈ͨ̆͟ ņ̷̨̱̣̬͔͕͎̯͖̘̹͉͖̫̟̻̥̏̅ͨ͐͊̍ͩ̐ͦͥ̀̾̎ͯ̐̄͛ͬ̃̾̎͘͜͟͜͝ͅo̷̴̸̢̢̜̩̝̥̫̯͓̘̓̏̆̂ͮ̍ͩ͋̽̍̆̇̉̊̂̔͝͡ͅw̵̵̨̘͚̞̳̬̰̎̈̇̚ͅ_̪̳̝̦̫̘͓̑̆ͩͤ͑̕͟

Ummm pretty please thank you

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Which Michael we talking about there's like 50 of them

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ughhhhh open the door I WANT TO MEET YOU don’t worry Bev doors don’t want to hurt you !! doors are your friends !!! also um thank you for politely telling me to fuck off but ermm I cannot, why? idk I just can’t I like annoying people and I also like doors and sturf. misspelled that on purpose because I want you to hear it in your head that way. if you missed the misspelling I am thoroughly disappointed. anyway go through the door I’ll get you tea or whatever I’ll give you five pounds money or violence you won’t know until you go through the door so go through the door. peter pickle picked a pickle purposely picked the pickle perhaps perfectly picked the perfect pickle in a pickle possibly for a pickled purée please and thank you

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Someone gave a statement? Alright then, statement of No Name, regarding the worst beach trip of my life

I always loved the beach as a kid, playing in the sand, water, etc, it was always so fun to me, even though the sunburns and itchiness somewhat ruined it for me, it was kinda the few things that brought me joy during family trips, maybe it was just people that ruined it for me, I don't know. One of our parents would always take us to a beach during the spring and summer times, we would stay up there for days before heading home to the chaos that was life, and it meant everything to me even if I didn't know it yet. I didn't really have the best home life, with divorce parents, a sibling who bullied me a lot, and the other who was always there to make me feel better, wasn't making me feel good about stuff, at least some of them tried, maybe that's why I like the beach so much, just to pretend everything is normal for a second before it isn't anymore..

One of these days me, my kinder sibling, and my dad who I no longer see anymore went to the beach, it was a beach that he would take us to constantly if given the chance, we became very familiar with it after a point. Me and my sibling were going to hang out while dad did whatever he did, only for a lifeguard to come up and tell us that there were currents, and no one was allowed to go out too far. I remember asking my dad what that meant and what currents were, and he said if we go out too far we will be sucked into the ocean and be lost at sea, and that we had to be careful. I don't remember feeling scared after hearing that, I don't know why I didn't since it would've made most kids scared, but it only made me more curious about how that was possible, and why.

I still played in the ocean though, my sibling stayed on the beach with my dad, I think the currents scared them, but I made friends with two kids around my age so I wasn't lonely, but I don't remember their names, wish I did. A couple of times my dad had to call me back if I was getting too far out or for sunscreen, and I just remember it annoyed me since I wanted to play with my friends, and that everything was going to be okay, I don't know I was always like that, looking on the 'positive' side of stuff, never helped I think. At a certain point I thought that the guard and my dad lied about the currents, that they just lied so I wouldn't get hurt or do something dumb like I usually do. I don't remember anything feeling wrong to me though, I don't remember seeing anything that would put me off, I think that's why it happened, because I didn't realize it would happen.

I remember me and my friends going out further than before, we were smiling and laughing a bit, then the lights in my brain went out, and came back on as I was fighting the waves alone without memory of how I got there. I couldn't see my friends anywhere, I couldn't see anyone besides the waves trying to take me, I wasn't trying to swim back to the shore because all my focus was making sure I stayed above water. I don't remember panicking, I just remember kicking and moving my arms in the endless battle against the waves, I wouldn't be surprised if I did panic though, but I thought it would be fine, that I would be okay as long I kept myself above the waves I would be fine, even when the old man asked me if I needed help, I just said "No I'm good!," I was just trying to be positive, but it did nothing.

I remember I felt something, but not something that touched my foot or my hand or anything like that, I could sense it, and then I saw it. I could see it's massive form beneath the waves, but it was so far away that it made me wonder how big it truly was. I don't know if it saw me, or knew I was there, but I could see it, and it has many, many eyes. I can never say what it looked like, the waves were still trying to take me, but I think I knew after I saw..it, that it would kill me before the waves ever did, and for the first time that trip, I felt scared for my life.

I finally asked the old man for help, and he dragged me out of the water and to the beach where I could see my dad running towards me, I just stood there frozen, with the old man who's face I can't remember, but I remember he had white hair, I hope his doing well. My dad hugged me, and I just lied and said I couldn't breathe and that I was scared I was going to sink. I still got in trouble though and I was in a beach chair for the whole time near my sibling who gave me a pitying look, but I didn't want to go back in to the water, I could still see it, I think it glanced at me too. I just stared at the water the whole time before we left, I think the old man gave me a smile too, but I vaguely remember it.

I never saw my friends again, I don't know what happened to them, but I hope that they were smarter than me and headed back, I hope so much for that to be true. I tried telling my sibling about the creature multiple times afterwards and when we got older, but they always gave me the same pitying look from the beach, and I just shut up and think about events in my head on loop. I still go to the beach though and play in the water, I feel safe enough to do that, but sometimes I feel like I can sense it again, and I just leave, because I know I won't be lucky the next time I see it again..

..That's it, I know giving a statement will give me unending nightmares about it, but I think I come to terms with what happened..mostly, and I just need to know if it'll make me remember the stuff I forgot..I need to..I need to remember where my friends went..