In which there is general unease

I'm at Anya's house again. I feel like I spend more time here now than I do at mom's. But I'm not actually babysitting tonight. Theresa's in her room, Anya's in hers. And I'm sitting on the couch feeling like a totally horrible person.

Anya was followed home from school today.

At least, that's what she told her mom. And so Theresa called the cops and the neighborhood watch. And me. I'm not quite sure how I managed to get on the Anya Crisis List, but it seems that I am. So I came over. Is that a weird reaction? I don't know, how exactly are you supposed to react when a ten year old friend of yours might be the focus of a creeper? They didn't cover that in social skills class.

I'm only half joking about that, actually. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do.

Especially because when I asked her what the guy looked like, she answered, "Like the slender man, except with a face." So now I'm wondering if she really did see someone, or if she just saw a bald guy in a suit and her imagination took it from there. I feel like this is my fault somehow. Of course, in some ways it probably is. Introduce a child to a monster that steals children and this is something that happens.

Real or not, Anya's scared. So I called my mom and I'm staying the night. Again, I'm not sure if that's weird or not. But Theresa said that Anya feels a bit safer with me around. She yelled at me a bit first, but then she let me stay. I keep thinking that we're all overreacting. Or maybe I'm just hoping I'm overreacting. Slender man delusion or not, following kids home from school is never good.