I am your humble guide...your crypt keeper, your ghostbuster! If you have clicked on the “about me” section of this page you must be curious. What brave soul would devout themselves so absolutely to such a righteous cause! I would not use such bold words. But that would be me!
My name is Connor Wallace and I am a professional monster hunter. I live in the Honey Bee Home group home for adolescents and children in Dallas, Texas. I really like to read books oh and maria brings me pamphlets from local HAUNTED GHOST SITES. She promised me she would take me there when I’m old enough to leave. While I am still confined to the depressing, extremely tall brick walls of the Honey Bee Home, that does not mean there are any less significant sightings. But this is not about them...this is about meeeeee >B) <= a cool girl with glasses. (me!!!!)
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Book:
Animal:
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Food:
CONNOR’S
MONSTER HUNTING
TOOLS
Flashlight:
- Use this this to see
- I sneak out at night to gather
evidenceCamera:
- I stole this from one of the
mother’s lockers at my last
group home.
- I keep it with me
AT ALL TIMES
Pens:
- Pencils are for cowards
- Use these to write
- Provided by Honey Bee HomeComputer:
- I use this to catologue all
findings
- The other kids are too
LAME to code.Notebook:
- Maria brings me new
ones every couple
of months.
- I use these to sketchMini Water Bottles:
- They give us these at
lunch since our water is
bad.
- I use them to collect data.Maria Murillo:
- one of the mothers who likes me all the other ones
think i’m weird.
- only works on tuesdays/thursdays
- listens to my theories AND she has never made
fun of me.
- takes care of me
-Makes me take a shower. I usually don’t too much work to do.
UPDATE:I...I don’t know if I trust her...see interview.Simon :
- He listens.
- I cried and he didn’t act like I was a weirdo.
-Simon makes me feel like home.Jayden Harley:
- She sits next to me at lunch sometimes. I know she
does it because I always sit by myself but...it was nice.
- I made a joke about corn once. She laughed.
She has a very pretty laugh.
I rented out a joke book for next time.Marco Vasquez :
- He’s my roommate in the home.
- a FIRECE non-believer.
- Likes to make fun of me for my theories.
But he gave me evidence once so I forgive him
THE HAGG! (mother phara):
- She took my tome of mythological beasts
from me.
- She also calls me filthy and creepy.
- I hear her talk to the other mothers about me
...she called me a freak
Ricter Jolly:
- First of all, who has a name like ricther anyway.
- He’s mean. He took my sketchbook once.
I hide everything under my matress now...
The monsters are not the only freaks of nature within the walls of Honey Bee! Every one of its residents is an anomoly! Here are a few of the best and worst!THE CAST OF CONNOR’S UNIVERSEWhy did you start hunting monsters?I dont like to talk about this. But i think if im going to be shinning a lantern into the darkness of truth I have to show you all why I started my journey. I really don’t like talking about this haha. The castle that is Humble Bee Home was not always the place I lived. I mean this isn’t my first grouphome either but. I mean more that I wasn’t raised in a group home. I think I’m not the only one, I’ve heard Ferris and Jayden talk about their stuff once before (I was hiding behind a tree filming my dummy sitting in my spot...no glider though all i got was shots of Marco cleaning the windows…). But anyway...I don’t remember much from the fire. I was only five or six but I remember it being out of nowhere. My dad ran into my room. There was all this light shining from behind him. I could barely see. As soon as he entered the room it was full of zombiefog(the fog in zombie movies : /) but it was dark and made it hurt to breathe. He ran me downstairs and outside, there were some people down there. I didn’t really know them. My dad ran back in. He said momma and scrunchy(my snake, rip scrunchy) were still there. I stood there for a couple minutes. When I realized I needed to save him. I ran back towards the building and tried to jump in to the only window thatwasn’t covered in fire. Someone grabbed me before i made it through but I saw what was inside. The fire people. I saw a monster destroying my own house. I… I hate them. They took my mom and dad. They made me live in this shitty group home. And they won’t leave me alone. I see them every night. Then the other monsters came. They took everything from me. They eat my drawings. They take my clothes. But they can’t take from here. This is the one place where I can be safe. There are no monsters on the internet. The others hate computers so…I can really do whatever I want on here. I just want to make it so that no one else has to fight them like i do. :’)
