Disclaimer: I use the real name of a person who goes missing in 1995 so readers be weary…

      Is it recording yet? Ah, there we go. I don’t have a lot of time so let’s keep this introduction to a minimum. My name is Yolanda Evette Panek, and I went “missing” on the 13th of July, 1995. When I say missing I don’t really mean missing, I was killed by someone I dubbed “the man in black”. When I was killed, I didn’t die normally, if I can say that at all, let me explain. 

      All those years ago when I was killed, it was the most painful event I ever experienced, but when I died it wasn’t-it wasn’t really the end. I woke up the next morning in a new body different from myself, I had a husband and children but they weren’t my own. On my way to work I saw glimpses of the man in black, he was watching me, he stalking me, even when I’m recording this, he is always watching me. When I was coming home from work that’s when he made his move. 

      The next day when I woke up, I was in a entirely new body. This time I was a man in his 20’s who was in an awful state of life. I lived the day, and every second I knew the man in black was watching me, there was nothing I could do to shake the feeling of him watching me. When I was alone on a walk back home from a corner store, it was around 10:30 at night. I was half a block away from the bungalow, when I felt a shooting pain and a cold sting from my spine when I dropped onto the floor, paralyzed and blind. Right before I woke up, I felt the cold touch of a latex glove on my skin, picking me up.

      I woke up again and the same thing repeatedly happened over, and over, and over, and over again. Just when I think I’m going to get through the day, I get killed, I’ve tried killing my self first but something always stops me, I either end up freezing in place or something stops me. Every single time I die right before the day ends and the cycle continues. For 27 years, every single day I die in the most pain full way possible, but I think I know how to change that. My time is limited, I can feel it, so let’s wrap this up. The way I can get out of this painfull loop is either wait out the day or die by something other then the man in black. If anyone else is going through the same thing I am, just know, I know your pain, the true pain.