Secret Of Mona Lisa Not a story. This information was from The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown, some in my own words. Choose to believe it or not. I honestly don't mind. It isn't my claim. The background of the Mona Lisa is uneven- Da Vinci painted the horizon line on the left significantly lower than on the right. Subsequently she appears larger from the left. Historically, the concepts of male & female have assigned sides- left is female, & right is male. Because Da Vinci was a fan of feminine principles, he made Mona Lisa look more majestic from the left than the right. Leonardo Da Vinci was a homosexual, but he was in tune with the balance between the two genders (perhaps a more religious feminism?). He believed that a human soul could not be enlightened unless it had both male & female elements. The belief is shared among the Priory of Sion. The Mona Lisa is neither male nor female. It carries a subtle message of androgyny. It is (supposed to be) a fusing of both. Here's what may be evidence: Amon is the ancient Egyptian god of masculine fertility (represented as a man with a ram's head, & his promiscuity & curved horns are related to the modern sexual slang "horny"). His counterpart was Isis, the goddess of feminine fertility. Her ancient pictogram was once L'ISA. Fused with Amon, the name is Amon L'ISA Mona Lisa is an anagram of the divine union between male & female. What do you think? Please comment questions or reactions or just...comments. Yeah. Um, okay, I'll just leave now...

Diary: My Brother Maurice All you read in this Opuss has been copied accurately, directly from my old diary. Ends when I say Stop. Starting from: Now. 100% Insult Entry - Maurice 21:44 Month:2 Date:19 2010 Friday Maurice is: Gay= homersexual* Stupid A heshe Part Alien Faceless (he/she wears a mask) Fat A UFO (unidentified fat object) How clever he thinks he is: ------------------------------------------------------------------------ How clever he really is: 100% Insult Entry - Maurice continued 20:32 Month:3 Date:10 2010 Wednesday Maurice is worse. He thinks he is SOOO CLEVER! So what, he's not at all. He is as brainless as nothing (not even air) LOL Stop. *No I'm not homophobic. I am completely up for same-sex marriage but I didn't really respect their concept then. And I can now spell homosexual. Like if you feel the same for a sibling. I don't want to be the only one

Slender Pt 3: Boundaries I ran. And ran. And ran. Never daring to look back, I sprinted hard, never intending to stop. Seconds went by. Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes turned into... who knows how long... until a barbed wire fence halted me in my tracks. Slowly I looked behind me. No one was there. Gasping for breath, clutching my heart. They appeared to be competing, my breath & heart, which one could be the fastest. But eventually they slowed down into a gentle jog. My mind never stopped whirling though. I was terrified of the... that thing. Thrusting disturbing thoughts from my head, I walked along the boundary to the left. I came out of the copse & into an empty field of long grass. I still dared not look behind me. In front of me was a notice board, on which notes & a huge map were pinned up. Studying the map, I appeared to be on the north of some park which was roughly diamond or tear-shaped, split into five sections. I looked at the notes around it: "Children go missing in local country park!"; "Sightings of mysterious 'Slenderman' caught on camera!" & a note similar to the one in my pocket, but this time... "DON'T LOOK OR IT TAKES YOU".

Slender Pt 2: Discovery My eyes adjusted quickly to the dark. The#moonwas covered by cloud & the air was cold, wet & foggy. I found a flashlight in my pocket & switched it on. There were trees around, & I was in a field. I thought I could see the silhouette of a cabin up ahead. 'Great,' I thought. 'Maybe I can look for help." I walked cautiously towards it. I strode steadily & arrived in two minutes. The cabin was two storeys high, made entirely out of wood. It had a somewhat intimidating appearance- none of the lights were on. I peered inside one of the windows. There was furniture, but hell, were they old. An aged maroon sofa had holes in the fabric, the carpet had dark stains in it & the wall itself looked damp & mouldy. I thought I saw a telephone on the far wall so I knocked on the door. To my amazement, the door swung open to my slightest touch. I found my way to the room I looked in but to my dismay the object was not a phone- it was a piece of paper. I trod towards it eagerly. Scratched onto it in black ink was "LEAVE ME ALONE". I felt a chill right down to my core. Was this one of the pages I was supposed to find? Was the message for me? I pocketed it. Instinct told me it was the right thing to do. No sooner had I done so, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I was being watched. I spun around fearfully. Out of the window, in the distance, was the large silhouette of a humanoid figure. He stood right at the edge of the land, & dramatically lit by moonlight. He was standing alarmingly still. 'Strange,' I thought. 'How was he so tall? His arms are really long too.' Suddenly my vision started to cloud over, glitching my view. I cast my eyes down & it stopped. 'Trick of the light,' I assumed. And that figure? It must have been a scarecrow. But if it was there all along, wouldn't I have seem him while coming here? I looked back on him, & took an involuntary step backward. It was larger. Closer. It had moved. My eyes glitched for a second time, much quicker. I looked away again, heart pounding, & ran in the opposite direction, out the rickety back door, into the copse, as fast as I could. It wasn't a scarecrow.

Slender Pt 1: Memories I woke up with a jolt. Where was I? All I could see was that I was in the passenger seat of a car. It was nighttime, I was alone, & it was raining hard. Who was I? I tried to remember my own name, tried visualising my memories & recollecting my identity, but somehow I just couldn't remember my name. What had happened these past hours? What was my newest memory? I did not know. Suddenly a single memory rushed into my mind as if it was my blood. Someone- something- was after me. I had to find something too- notes? Information? Bits of paper of which I had no idea what was on. There were 2 of them, no, 4- no 8! There were 8 notes which I needed to find. And quickly, before the thing comes & does who-knows-what to me. I searched around the unfamiliar vehicle & after no success at all I realised they were all outside. In the pitch black, foggy rain! I opened the door & stepped outside.