The Notebook: Annette

Annette was already in a mental institution when The Mad Ventriloquist met her. She had been found in the same house as her dead roomate, sitting in the corner and muttering about a tall man. She never stopped muttering, and the jury believed the insanity defense. She was placed in a high security facility, but Minori knew people.

Minori was the only reason The Mad Ventriloquist was there. She was very persuasive. A gun may have been involved. But it was the true start of the notebook so The Mad Ventriloquist can have no regrets.

The Mad Ventriloquist took the notes. He also had a tape recorder to make sure he caught everything. Minori asked the questions.

Annette muttered.

Minori asked questions for two hours. Annette did nothing but mumble.  She and The Mad Ventriloquist had almost given up. Then Minori mentioned her own sister. Then Annette said this:

"I had a sister too. He took her. He took her and I think I helped. Emily was trying to find out what happened. They say I killed her. I guess I did. I'm sorry for your sister. But you shouldn't look any further." She started muttering after that.

The Mad Ventriloquist doesn't agree with Annette. Annette was silenced. They locked her up and no one but The Mad Ventriloquist believed her. The Mad Ventriloquist has seen this technique before. Silence gives him power. He goes after those seeking the truth because it is an act of defiance. Speaking is dangerous, but it is brave. It is noble.

It is really late. The Mad Ventriloquist needs to pay more attention to time.

Website troubles

The Mad ventriloquist thinks he should have thought harder about  which website to keep a blog on. He is unable to comment for some reason, and it bothers him. He is here to communicate, to share, to support, to tell stories. He finds it harder to do without comments.

The Mad Ventriloquist is not giving up. He can still post, and so he shall.

The Mad Ventriloquist has noticed that many are hesitant to tell their stories. He understands. It is a difficult thing, and there is much to be lost. But there is much to be lost with silence as well, and at least if a story is spoken support is not far behind. The Mad Ventriloquist hears. The Mad Ventriloquist understands. And he shall help however he can.

The Mad Ventriloquist has an email address. It is themadventriloquist@gmail.com . Email him, and he will answer. Unless he is vomiting. In which he will still answer, just later. That way, this blog is not the only way he can help, and the voices are harder to stop.

Stories

The Mad Ventriloquist's enemy is silence. When nothing is said, it is like a roadblock on a highway. Nothing passes through, no matter what needs to. Things need to be told, or nothing is known. Everyone has a story, and they need to tell them.

The Mad Ventriloquist has met many people who are afraid to speak. They think that it will bring the attention of the man in the business suit. And sometimes it does. And sometimes the stories spread those he knows about. But The Mad Ventriloquist cannot say that not telling stories is a good idea. Others get very mad at him saying that, though. Sometimes they throw rocks. But The Mad Ventriloquist lives on. And he shall encourage others to tell their stories. People should always tell stories.

The Mad Ventriloquist has never seen the slender man, but has seen his work. He has a notebook, full of stories from those who have lost to silence. They deserve to live on, like the rest of people. They deserve to have their stories told. This is how The Mad Ventriloquist can help, without risking leaving his chair and probably falling over. So he will.

The Mad Ventriloquist Lives

The Mad Ventriloquist knows that there are a lot of stories out there. He has read stories about those who are running, or fighting, or finding another way to survive. But The Mad Ventriloquist knows many other stories that are not out there. The Mad Ventriloquist speaks for those who cannot. The Mad Ventriloquist is determined. The Mad Ventriloquist shall live for ever.

The Mad Ventriloquist is a little drunk. But he believes good can be done even if he fears standing up. He is aware of his faults, but he is still able to communicate. And so he will, for those no longer able to.

The Mad Ventriloquist needs more whiskey.