This is mah first fanfic. Yay~! I used to be super-scared of Slenderman. So, I just wrote a fanfic about it. Hope you enjoy~. Saranghanda (even if I don't know you)~!
Ha, silence.
My old friend. How have you been? Still quiet, I see. But just because you're quiet, doesn't mean you can't hurt. That painful silence of when you're curled up in a ball, just waiting for him to appear behind you. You can run from it, but he'll always be there. Me, Calzarnia Hook, afraid of basically nothing? Yes, you heard right. I can SEE him, but you can't? He WILL be there, and you'll always know. Once I hear nothing, feel nothing, it's too late. I want to say thank you, but I can't.
SLENDERMAN IS HERE.
YOU ALWAYS TELL ME. BUT YOU DON'T DO ANYTHING. THIS IS WHY WE'RE ENEMIES. The deafening silence of him. Sneaking up on you, no indication at all. Your reflexes force you to turn around. "He actually exists," you think to yourself. You drop everything and run. Run to bathroom stalls. You shut the stall, not caring how much noise you make. "As long as it breaks the silence," You say to yourself. You shut your eyes, knowing that the echos of the slammed stall door won't last forever. You sense him. "Don't move. he can track your movements," You mutter to yourself. You dare not open the door. You curl up into a ball, and listen to the silence that is Slenderman.
Remember, HE ALWAYS WATCHES, NO EYES.