Not a ghosty after all

It wasn't a GHOSTY, and it wasn't manifested energy. It was a kid, and she's been following us. James and Evie are holding her down while I write this, and then I'll see what's in her head.
This whole thing explains why I couldn't sense her and why she was invisible. She seems to be able to make forcefields or similar around herself, so we couldn't see her or sense her.
Luckily Scarlet was trying to make us some late dinner when she was disturbed. The stupid kid got a frying pan around the head. Never mess with Scarlet when she's a-cookin'. She hae wanged hir wi' a skillet!
However, this has some more serious implications. If there was somebody following us, and presumably reporting to the Government, this means that not only are there more like us, but they're on the Government's side.
Which is bad, because there's only 8 of us and who knows how many of them.

the Phantom striketh again, and I'm being stalked by a squirrel

So now everyone's on lookout for this GHOSTY. I'd like very much to believe Mastergales suggestion that it's energy manifesting or something, but generally stuff like that doesn't have footprints. Or giggle loudly. Oh, it's Molly here again by the way. We've all paired off so we're able to watch each other. Scarlet's with Evie, Ruth's with Emily, Dan's with Matt and I'm stuck with James. Although his obscene post a couple of days ago may have put you off him, he's actually ok. He used to be in the school council until recently. And he's into heavy metal. However, he does have a tendency to let his views about the Shadows come out very fast in a tangle of expletives.
So, not only did the GHOSTY attack Ruth, it has been causing us havoc all day. I'm so tired I could just fall asleep here, but generally that's not such a good thing to do. Also, a squirrel keepscoming up to us while we're occupied with the GHOSTY and nicking off with our food. And one of James's CDs. He's really ticked off at that.
Is this some sort of dumb joke being played by one of the others? How have we managed to attract a stupid squirrel and a GHOSTY?
Maybe Mastergale is right in a way. Like attracts like. Maybe we're just attracting random things.
OW! My fingers! My fingers!
The laptop just slammed on me! The GHOSTY hath returned!
Right, I'm going to get to the bottom of this, if it's the second to last thing I do. I'll post either later or tomorrow, depending.

It's gone and now I can do something kind of cool

It's stil me, Ruth. Emily and Matt are really on guard now, which is less than can be said for the others who are out for the count. Basically, I couldn't speak until I pressed the send button because everything came out onto the screen. Does this mean me and Scarlet have a new power? No, it's an extension we didn't know about. I think I get it now. Every living thing has an electrical field, but mine and Scarlets are much stronger. That's why we can use the internet in the middle of a field.
Still not sure about the GHOST which hath traumatised us (Emily's words not mine) but at least I can trust Molly now. So sorry for being suspicious!

Oh, and thanks to the person who commented for us. It's nice when people care that much about us.
:)
lol. I'm missing everyone but they don't all know we're gone.
Evie made doubles for us. We told our folks to keep quiet and some even moved away from home. JOe knows though and so do my mum and dad. I hope he's reading this.

WHOA!

So now I've subscribed to this network of conspiracy theorists. It sounds maybe a little silly but these people KNOW what they're talking about. Okay, most of the time. Thing is, nobody believes us.
Except for them. Probably I'm referring to a YOU here, because i doubt anybody else will read this. Anyway, thankyou VERY much to a certain mastergale who seems to know more than we do! (Are you one of the Shadows by any chance? An insider would be very useful)
We've moved again. You may be wondering why we keep moving in what seems like a pointless way.
That's because it is. We have no idea where we're going, we're running out of patience, and we need information. And we seem to be being invaded by a poltergeist.
Let me explain.
The reason I ended my last post so abruptly was because I felt something brush against me. I thought it might have been Dan or James but it wasn't. It wasn't an animal either.
As I was looking around I heard a loud crash. My laptop had snapped shut. I reached out with my head but I couldn't feel anything- just a slight buzz.
What is this all about? Is it one of our powers going strange?

I just had a thought, and a scary one.
What if the reason the Government ditched us in the first place is because we really were a failure? How long have we got before these powers, these weird ablilities, become a hazard to the population and ourselves?
Maybe... it isn't totally the Government's fault here. They're just doing their job, protecting the community and the country.
What am I talking about! They're evil b***tards who have huge egos and loads of money! Of course it's their fault!

I'm going to sleep now so I can see what Dan thinks. I'm handing over to (god forbid) Ruth Blackwood, a fellow worrier and one of the twins.

...................................

It's me, Ruth. I've just read what Molly's written and I'm kind of scared. I feel bad about fiddling with her computer, because now she's been all jumpy about Government spies bugging her computer and reading everything she writes.
I'm on duty at the moment. It's kind of scary, with it being dark and all, but we never watch alone. I'm with Matt and Emily at the moment, sitting round the campfire and talking. The GHOST of which Molly talks is worrying, but it's probably just her imagination. None of us believe her. She's the only one who can really lie. Even my electrical field doesn't stop her.
Who just touched me?
Matt and Emily are in front of me! Everyone's asleep! Oh my god! It's holding onto my shoulder! HELP ME! What's happening! MATT! OH MY GOD! STOP IT!

I knew it!

They were fiddling around with my computer! My suspicions were correct. The stupid thing broke and I've been trying to fix it for ages. Finally the twins actually decided to HELP me instead of watching and laughing.
However, because of them, I haven't been able to post all weekend.
Basically, we're still on the move. We're running out of supplies, including soap and toothpaste. I am starting to consider wearing a nose peg whenevr in the presence of boys. Mind you, it's not like they're really experts at personal hygiene anyway.
Bitching aside, we're toying with the idea of releasing our locations.
There are several reasons for this:
1. Because we're lost
2. Because we're bored
3. Because we need more leads.

Basically, we need the Shadows to show up sometime soon. If we let them come to us we can get clues.
It sounds crazy.
And obviously, it wasn't my idea.

I haven't really explained what we're looking for, have I?
You know we're freaks, but do you seriously think we're the only ones?
Even we're not that bigheaded.

Apologies from Dan

It's Dan Grice here. I'm disgusted at James's use of language and have stolen Molly's computer to make sure this is known. He woke me up with his laughing. James, when you get round to reading this, I'm really annoyed that you broke the rule. It's not like we've got any credibility anyway, even without you swearing all over our blog.
I'm editing it before anyone can read it.


Molly says: Spoilsport!

James speaketh....

We're off the train and Matt's fallen asleep. It's rather embarrassing. We're sitting on a bench and trying to work out where to go next.
After more pestering I decided to let James have a go. I'm hoping his post won't be so nauseatingly weird...


Hi,
-i can suck heat to make flame, or NOW i know i can also suck cold to make ice. anyhow im off to get a kebab. the sheep incident matt put up.
the b*****d s**t on me. XD dan is asleep.
hell probs delete this. still, gotta kill these shadows people- i got no f*****n guitar and cant do no gigs

Oh dear.

I really regret letting Matt have a go. He doesn't really get the seriousness of the situation.
Oh and he just called me a mardy cow in his head.

Passing the torch

We've managed to get on a train! I can't believe our luck!

We can't tell you when we got on, where we got on or where we're going, but we can tell you we're still on it.

I'm sitting with the computer on my lap. I'm still sure Scar and Roof have been fiddling with it, but oh well. Well, I've decided to let the others have a go on the computer (Posting on the blog, I mean), A because I think I should, and B because Emily and Dan keep pestering me.

So, I'm going to pass the torch for a bit and let Matt have a go.

.....................................................

Somebody eat the sheep! Before it poos on you! I was walikg down the corridor and I turned my head and there was an ACTUAL toilet! On a train! With LOO ROLL!
So, I'm Matt Smith, and I'm a bit hyper because I've eaten too much SUGAR! And I haven't slept a wink!
Anyway, I don't see why they forced me to go on the train with them. I could have flown it, but Molly keeps telling me it's not a good idea to fly because somebody might see me. Whatever. If somebody sees me, I can just fly away. And it's cloudy anyway, so even beter. Although Evie ruined my fantasies of flying through clouds by telling me they're made of water and would soak me so much I couldn't fly.

In response to your comments:

We've just left the cafe. We were supposed to leave ages ago but James and Matt disappeared off for a bit (Looking for a toilet containing actual loo roll). Anyway, after having our coffees and when they returned, we went elsewhere. Like I said before, I don't want to give away our location, but we went to a library, not far from the cafe (and there are lots of internet cafes there, so if any Government stinkers are reading this they'll be looking for a needle in a haystack. Suck on that.). If you live there you might know where I mean but please keep it shut. Anyway, I had time to look at your comments. Firstly I'll deal with the first one, something along the lines of it isn't believable. Well of course it isn't. It's the truth. The truth is strange. And you wouldn't have heard about it if I hadn't set up this blog because this is the Government we're talking about. They are the rulers of the country. If they want to keep something quiet they will. Also, we've tried to keep it quiet too. James initially objected to the blog, but he's okay with it now. He's just miffed becasue he can't go to any more concerts, and we couldn't bring his guitar.
Secondly, the second comment.
I always knew there would be one. Firstly, we haven't got a camera. And if we had, filming our powers would be a realy stupid idea right now. To start with, it would totally give away our locations, our appearances and also our voices. I recognise your suspicions. I had suspicions too, about the others. Dan was the first to show his power, and his is the hardest to prove. For a start, he's really clever anyway, so I thought he was just showing off about that. I didn't believe the dream-walking thing either, and I'm still not sure about it. Basically, I didn't trust him at all, I thought he was putting it on, giving himself airs and graces.
But if you don't believe me, it doesn't really matter. However, if we ever do get out of this mess, I'll try and show you our powers. Maybe if my telekinesis develops beyond smashing windows I'll film it for you.
Oh, and thankyou James for adding our contact details. Not checked my emails yet but if I get any I'll respond to them.

PS, I think Scarlet and Ruth have been fiddling around with my computer. It's making a funny noise and they keep thinking suspiciously. The only problem is their electrical field is mucking up my mind-reads and giving me headaches when I try to get past it.

Who the hell is Molly Harper?

So, if you read the introduction, you'll know a little bit about me. I'm 14 years old, I'm very strange and I'm actually sitting in an internet cafe trying to get a signal. So why am I so strange? And how do I happen to be sitting here writing?
Well, I've been kind of on the run from the Government for a while. There are several reasons, and all of them seem too far-fetched to believe. I'm not alone- there are 8 of us. Only three people came into the cafe- me, Daniel Grice and Evie Brown. I'm doing the typing because it's my computer, my email address, and I'm the fastest typer.
So, why are we on the run?
We've all got abilities- strange powers that seem to have come out of nowhere. None of our parents had them, none of our siblings have them, nobody else (that we know of) has them at all. We did a bit of research and we found out about some shady Government division, called the Shadow division (not to be confused with the Shadow Cabinet) and with further research (i.e. breaking into their office) we got information about their biggest project- the Aegis project.
So basically, they took babies from a hospital- us- and fiddled around with our genes. It was an attempt to create warriors against the country's possible enemies- Russia, Afghanistan, Sudan, Iran, Iraq- but nothing happened and the experiment was considered a failure.
And now they've found out about us they want us back.

Our abilities- they've really saved our skins a couple of times. But sometimes they're an absolute pain in the neck. (I almost swore then but Dan just poked me. Sorry Dan, but you know how we all feel!) His aren't so bad, really. He's got a superhuman memory and he can literally enter people's dreams; an easy ability to hide but a very useful one. Especially the memory. If it wasn't for him, we'd be drowning in pieces of paper, but instead it's all compact in his head.
Evie, standing behind Dan and giggling at his peering over my shoulder to make sure I don't swear, has a kind of weird power. She can bring pictures to life, such as photographs. Not only can they move on the paper, they can actually step out of it.
There's the Twins- Ruth and Scarlet Blackwood- who can manipulate electricity. They're literally polar opposites, one being negatively charged, the other positive. There's James Knight, he can suck heat out of the air and make fire, and Matt Smith who can fly. And there's also Emily Jones, who can phase through stuff, including walls.
Oh, and lastly me. I can hear people's thoughts, chiefly. But also, if i stare at something really hard I can shatter it. Dan thinks it's probably a form of telekinesis, as the notes in one of the files we raided pointed to "telepathy and/or telekinesis: possible effects of sample CP8" and he should know, really, being our memory stick.
Oh, and by the way, I was told to write a few messages.
Lily, Jack, if you're reading this, I'm sorry I had to go away, but I'll be back as soon as I can, also, Mum, Dad, I don't hate you, I'm just kind of in trouble at the moment.
Joe, Scar and Roof miss you, they wish they'd said goodbye.
Darren, rot in hell, from all of us.
Evie says sorry to Elliebob, and says Mum the spare key is under he flowerpot on the left. Sorry I had to go.
Matt misses Finn, M+D. See you soon if i don't die.
Dan says goodbye to Sy and Dad. He already said goodbye to Mum.
Emily says sorry about missing swimming but I kind of have to prioritise. Also hi Micky, I'm not dead
James says rock on dudes, I'll be gone for a while. Don't stop the beat.

They've all come in now so we'd better scram before waiter-guy suspects something.
Peace out,
The Freakdom Alliance.
(Chose the name to wind Dan up)