"Tonight's the night!" I whispered to myself. Tonight was the night I will search for the legendary Slenderman. Standing in front of the thick forest, only lit by the quarter moon, and shaking with anticipation, I took my first step into the forest. A long time had passed and anxiety creeped slowly up my spine. Suddenly I froze getting the feeling of someone watching me. I turned around in an slow fashion, feeling as if I was in a horror movie. Right in front of me was a blank white face as bright as a full moon. I let out a short scream and fell back. He straightened out with a sickly cracking noise. I looked up with horror and disbelief, a sharp toothed smile spread across his white face, an amused laugh came from his mouth. Just as I imagined his multiple arms spread from his black suit. All equally long as the trees surrounding. "I assume you found what you were looking for?" Slenderman said with a spine shivering voice. I nodded slowly. Unsure of what to say or do, I just stared. He stepped, ever so elegantly, around me, his legs a replica of skinny trees. "Not very talkative today, hm?" He asked. A tear of fear rolled down my face, as it did he bent down right beside me shaking body and a long black tongue slithered out and licked it away. "This is way to much," I repeated in my head until I could no longer hold myself up.
Slowly opening my stiff eyes, I yawned and stretched. Sitting up and whipping my head around. By the looks of it I was in some sort of tent, but it was made out of what looked like sticks, grass and other earthy materials. Looking out a little hole in the top it was night. Either I only slept for a little while or I have been asleep for over a day. I got up and crawled quickly over to the entrance. Peeking out I was obviously in a different part of the woods, all I could see were trees so I was also very deep into the forest. "So you finally woke up," He said sitting on a stump with one leg over the other. I quickly slipped back into the tent . "You can't hide forever, Emily," He called out to me, not finding it a big shock that he knows my name, I crawled back out of the tent and stood up straight. "Emily," Slenderman stood up and pranced over to me, cupping my chin , "You are so very pretty." I staggered back a little. "Thank you," I replied in a quiet voice. "AH!" he boomed, "she talks!" He made me jump back. A cackle escaped his sharp mouth as I shivered once again. Once he stopped laughing, he asked, "Would you like to join me for a bite to eat?" Slenderman stood sideways pointing to two plates on a stump. Looking down I felt my stomach rumble. And nodded quickly. I walked over with Slenderman to the plates of steaming meat and seasoning. I stuffed the food into my mouth. "Oh my god, that was really good," I mumbled practically licking my plate. "I'm glad you liked it," He said with a sly smile. "What was it?" I asked while rubbing my full stomach. His smile got even bigger and even more creepier. Wait a sec. The thing across from me is Slenderman. I know a lot about Slenderman. Like what he... eats... Eyes getting huge, I felt the food in my stomach was not sitting very well. "Oh god," I mumbled, "You didn't..." He sat their quietly with that same smile spread across his pale face, getting bigger by the second. "Oh, but I did," he replied. I got up from my seat and walked backwards. "Don't be afraid, Emily," he slithered, following me. I tried to start running, but before I turned around he was already in front of me. "Running away wouldn't help much," Slenderman bent down and slid my dark brown hair behind my ear, "I wouldn't hurt you," he said I his most caring tone. "y-you wouldn't?" I stuttered. "of course not!" he started, "unless you disobey me," I shuddered, fear filling every pore on my body. I tried my hardest to keep from tearing up because I remember what happened last time. Maybe this wasn't the greatest idea ever. I knew he was real. I'm so stupid! I screamed in my head. Why in the world would I walk into a forest at night time looking for Slenderman, I mean, look where I am now! I can't leave, I'm afraid to talk and I have the meat of a child in my stomach! What am I going to do? Without looking back I turned around and attempted to walk back to the little tent. "ugh!" I thumped as I hit the cool night ground. "stupid roots," I mumbled into the dirt. I sat up straight. I hissed at the stinging coming from my neck and upper arm. Unzipping my thin sweater and throwing it off of me, I felt the warm blood ooze out of me. My neck and arm were badly scratched from falling on the sticks and thorns. Before I could react any further, Slenderman was towering above me. He slowly descended to his knees and pushed me back with his arms. I wiggle a little but he just pushed down more. I whimpered as he squeezed my arms down. His slithery black tongue slipped out as he moved closed to my wounds. Wet and warm, his soft tongue slipped over my scrapes and cuts. I relaxed as the feeling was slightly comforting and I forgot about how creepy the situation was. My neck and arm stopped stinging and his grip on my arms loosened. He stood up slowly, licking away a trail of blood on his chin. I stayed laying on the ground. "All better, hm?" He said with a lop sided smile. I nodded very slightly. "Not all bad," I thought. Feeling sleep tugging at me, I felt myself being lifted, then set down into the tent. "Good night, Emily," Was the last thing I heard before drifting away.
