You Thought You Knew the Truth

by Dexter27

The camera showed nothing but static. I went to the mirror to see what had happened...I stopped dead in my tracks... I had no face... I decided to document everything into my journal, but as I finished the 8th page, a strong gust of wind blew the pages out the window into the forest below...thus... my journey began.

(A/N: This is my first story, I think I have some potential with writing. ;D This is my ideas on slender's back story. Enjoy! :D)

I woke up this morning excited. Today was gonna be a great day.

My name is John. I'm 22 years old and I live alone. I have a girlfriend named Teresa. We've been together for about three years now.

Today is going to be awesome. I thought to myself. Teresa and I were going on another date. I was planning on proposing to her that night... I was freaking out inside and was extremely nervous. I spent the entire day deciding how I would propose. Later that night I started to get ready.

Crap! I'm gonna be late! I thought to myself, panicking. I quickly slipped on my suit. I ran to my desk and opened the drawer. I grabbed my camera and nervously put the ring in my pocket. I went to take a picture of myself, so I could remember this day forever, but my camera was messed up. The screen showed nothing but static when I switched it on. Since my camera wasn't working, I went to the mirror just for the memory…. I stopped dead in my tracks. I had no face. All that that remained was a plain, white head with imprints of where my facial features used to be. I started freaking out. Thinking I was dreaming, I pinched myself. It hurt. I decided to write this in my journal so I could keep track of whatever had happened to me. On page eight, a strong gust of wind blew the papers out my window, into the forest below. I stopped writing after that.

What happened to me?

I can't go on my date today.

I can't see a person again.

I'm a monster.

What will people think?

What will Teresa think?

Questions flooded my mind as the worst thought hit me. I can't propose. Not today, not ever. Tears flooded where my eyes once were as I thought of this. I lay down on my bed. Tears kept coming.

I Can't propose, not today, not ever.

I can't even see her again.

These thoughts stayed in my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about them. I cried myself asleep.

(A/N: Sorry it's so short, I hope you liked it (: Please R&R give me constructive criticism if you can, I'd love to hear from you! :D Thanks, new chapter coming soon?)