I should go to sleep I thought to myself. It was 1 in the morning and I had stuff to do later. I knew I had to sleep. I couldn't peel away from creepy pasta. I read the stories and they just kept filling me up with fear. I love it.
I rolled back in my chair. I stretched. I looked towards the window. I thought I saw someone. I rubbed my eyes. I pinned my tangled hair into a bun and laid down. I heard voices. They were out side my window. I stared at the window for 3 minutes and then I saw the figure again. It was fleeing. I sighed. I rolled over to my closet. Then I saw him.
He was tall. Very tall. He was slim and had no face. I stared in awe. I read about him. He was the legend. He was Slenderman. I shook. What was he doing away from the forest. I sat up. The tentacles protruded from his back. I sat up.
"If you're gonna kill me, just do it. I know that's what you want." I said. I didn't want to die. I was so scared. He hesitated. I slowly unwrapped myself from my blanket. He stood over me. He just stood there. "If you're not gonna kill me, what do you want?" I asked.
He crouched down. A tentacle pushed my hair out of my face. He had a cut where his mouth was. He opened his mouth. "I'm not sure why I haven't killed you yet." He explained.
I slipped out of bed. "While you figure that out I'm gonna get some tea. Would you like some?" I asked. He didn't answer. I walked to the door and a tentacle wrapped around my leg. I was picked up and thrown onto the bed.
"Stay here." He said. I had no choice. My stomach growled. His tentacle rubbed my stomach. It then shot out the door and into the kitchen. It brought me a cookie. I smiled.
"Thank you." I said. I quickly ate the cookie.
"I can't leave you here." He stated. I watched as his tentacles caressed my skin. He turned around and began to pack a bag for me. I just sat my bed watching. He tossed the bag at me. "You need to come with me." He said. He sighed. He didn't want me to tag along. I quickly grabbed my jacket and put on a pair of boots. He looked at me and I thought I saw him grin. "Lets go." He said. I held my bag and he grabbed my free arm. I was quickly dragged out of my bedroom window. I watched him. He carried me. It was pitch black outside. I held onto him. The way he held me was making me sleepy. I began to doze off.
When I woke up I was in a room in a house. The room was dark and the house was loud. I heard crashes and swearing. I sat up. My coat was hung up. My shoes were neatly on the floor next to the bed. I put them on and left the room. I saw many people from creepy pasta. I couldn't find Slenderman. I saw Sally. She tugged at my pants.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Slendy says I'm not supposed to talk to you but who are you?" She asked.
"My name is Lauren. Lauren Childs. Why do you need to know." I replied.
"Because the way he was carrying you made it seem like he liked you. He never carrys anyone like that. Not even me." She responded.
"Oh well maybe he hates me more than everyone else." I laughed.
"Are you hungry Lauren?" she asked.
"I'll be fine." I responded.
I heard a door open and shut. I heard a lot of cursing then foot steps.
"I have to go!" Sally said.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of you." I whispered. She hid behind my leg. Slendy was steps away from me.
"Sally, what did I say.!" He shouted.
"Don't yell at her. I insisted on talking to her even though she said she wasn't supposed to." I said. Her grip got tighter around my pants leg.
"Okay. Sally go downstairs." He said. She ran away quickly. "You're only here because I don't know why I didn't kill you. Don't screw this up or I'll get Jeff to do it." I nodded. "Go back to your room while I explain everything to the others."
I ran for my room. There was a bathroom and a closet. I sighed. I might as well get used to this. I thought to myself.
I looked in to the dressers. My clothes were there along with some very scandalous outfits. I sighed and sat on my bed. The window was shut and the thick curtains pulled tight over it. I guess that's for the best. I slowly stripped. I'd been wearing the same clothes for three days. I needed a shower. I slipped into the bathroom. I turned on the water and let it run down my back. I began to notice blood dripping off my arms. I had many deep cuts. I rinsed them. Jeff the Killer Must've found me... I thought to myself. I listened to the area outside the shower. Jeff hid Sally's doll. Some one drew a face on Slendy. It was a mess. I turned off the water. I found myself staring at my door. As if I was waiting for him. Waiting for Slenderman. I sat on my bed naked for a while until I regained focus. I dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweater. I pulled up my hood. I looked through my bag on the floor. I found my laptop and my I-Pod on the top. I went on Creepy Pasta. I couldn't stomach the stories. They were all true. I went on Netflix. I looked through all the movies. I couldn't think straight. What did Sally mean by I was "liked" and why would I believe it. I shut my laptop. I then heard a tap on the door. I opened it. Slendy was there.
"Lauren, it's time for dinner." He stated.. "Come downstairs. Don't make eye contact with any one and keep your mouth shut." I followed him. The dinner table was insane. Everyone was yelling and cursing. I saw plates fly across the room, only to be caught and thrown back. Sally was in a corner eating with her doll. I saw Jeff try to stab Ben.
"Lauren, grab a plate and go to your room. It's what's best." Slendy told me. I made a dash for a plate of food. The only one no one touched. I was a second away from grabbing it when some one grabbed my leg. I turned. It was Jeff.
"Jeff, Put. Her. Down." Slender Man said.
"Make. Me." Jeff shouted. Every one got quiet. They watched. Jeff pulled me closer to him. He spun me and held me with a knife to my neck. "What's so special about her?" He asked. He unzipped my sweater. He lifted my shirt and ran his knife across my stomach. I felt the cool blade across my skin. There was no pain. He ran is hand after the blade.
"Such smooth skin. Slendy you pick my meals well." He said. I felt as if Slender Man gritted his teeth.
"Let. Go. Of. Her." He said. "This is your last chance."
"Hmm. I rather keep her." He said laughing. I felt a sharp pain then something cool on my leg. I looked down. His knife was in my leg. I knew Slendy was mad. I took the knife out of my leg.
"Jeff, you have 5 seconds to let me go or I will stab you in the eye." I said calmly.
"Oooooh a little fight in her. I like it." Jeff said. I counted out loud. When I reached 0 I spun, kicked his face and pushed him to the floor. Everyone gasped as I stabbed him in the eye. He pushed me off and sat up. He took the knife out his eye. He laughed.
"Gosh. Slendy this one's a keeper. She knows how to hold her own." Jeff laughed. Everyone stared at me. I realized my hood had fallen. I was normal. I grabbed my food and walked to my room.
A few hours later I Found that I fell a sleep after my meal. My plate was taken and there was desert by my bed. There was a sorry note next to it. Jeff wrote it. I laughed. If this was going to be my life now I had to get used to it. I just needed a bit of help. I saw a shadow by my door. I stared at it as I dozed off.
