Memoirs of a Tiny Man by Aborigen - 3AUG00

Discovered

this just gets scarier and scarier, but now things have developed........i mean i don't think i'm any closer to getting better, but things have definitely changed.

i can get all the water i need by crawling beneath the office door into the hall and down to the water fountain, it's probably not the cleanest stuff but the pools of stuff that splash around will keep me alive--thank god everyone here's a friggin' slob! oh yeah, i can do exclamation points now, but parentheses are still a little out of my reach. and when i need to take a dump or whatever i can really do it anywhere, no one's going to notice, and just wipe my ass on the carpet. im' sure you really wanted to hear about that but that's how it is.

remember how alicia came back and fiddled around with my computer last night? well she's been acting really screwy lately and i didn't know what was up until just recently. apparently she found these entries by going through my browser history and read everything--and i mean EVERYTHING--i've written here. i just went back and read the letter she posted for me on here...........hell, if you're reading this you've probably seen it. and now she slips in here, just like she said, crouching and whispering my name about once an hour. fortunately she also leaves food and water for me under the desk..........well, what's the point in hiding from her, she knows all about me and she knows i'm still here. that thing about the invisibility is kind of a shock though. i can see myself just fine and i can see my own reflection in the water--christ i'm a mess--but she says she was looking dead at me and i think she would have noticed a little man in the middle of the chair she was about to sit in.

i guess i have no choice but to trust her because i don't know how long i could keep this up on my own you know? next time she comes in here i'll say something or do something to get her attention. this just gets weirder and weirder, but at least my typing is improving marginally. i hope at some point i'll be able to come back and write some more, thats assuming something horrible hasn't happened to me, wish me luck!

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