A/N: Hey guys! This is my first Slenderman story so I hope you guys enjoy it! This idea just popped into my head and I had to put it somewhere. Review, follow or fav if you think I should continue. Enjoy!

Orlando,Florida

"Jackson!" a young boy sighed from his place in front of the computer.

"Yes mom?" he called back.

"We're leaving in a few minutes!"

"Okay." Jackson sighed again and brushed his short brown hair out of his face, returning his attention to the computer screen. His blue eyes flicked across the text, absorbing all the information they could about his latest obsession. The walls around him shone baby blue and were covered in book posters. In the corner of the room sat a small bed with blue plaid blankets and cluttered bookshelves lining the walls. Jackson sat in the corner of the bright room, hunched over the mahogany desk containing his computer. He adjusted his thick, square, black-rimmed glasses and continued reading. 'I stared at whatever it was in shock, unable to react. It towered over me and seemed to glare down at me. I looked up to it's face, oh god, it's face-'

"Jackson! Time to go, come on!" Jackson cursed under his breath at being disrupted from his reading. He closed down the computer, deciding it was better to not try and anger his mom, and stood up. He made his way over to the door and exited, flipping off the lights before thumping down the stairs to the main entry hall. "The cars already packed, let's go." Urged his mom, who he clearly took after.

"Alright." Jackson stepped out the door and his mother followed, locking up the house before walking over to the car. Jackson opened the door and plopped down in the passenger's seat, his mother getting in the driver's side and starting the car. He grabbed a book from his suitcase in the back and opened it to read. The whole trip was his mother's idea, go to Michigan, hang out, have a great summer. She just wanted them to spend a little time together, away from the horror, the memories, the pain. Little did he know, little did either of them know, Jackson's pain and horror had just begun.

Fairbanks, Alaska

Alice hummed softly to herself, listening to the music coming through her headphones and dancing a little in her seat. She heard a chuckle beside her and looked to see her dad watching her 'dancing'. She punched him in the shoulder and stuck out her tongue. "You're just jealous of my dance moves." she mocked. He laughed again and shook his head.

"I don't think anyone would be jealous of those dance moves, I've seen a dying walrus that could dance better than you." she tried her best to look offended but only succeeded in making her dad laugh more, his green eyes twinkling, just like her's. He turned his head to look out the window, his dark brown hair swishing slightly. Alice grinned a little and looked out the window as well, leaning over his shoulder to see the tiny buildings and trees far below. She noticed her dad was no longer smiling and took his hand in her's, giving it a squeeze.

"It'll be fine dad," she reassured, "we could use a fresh start." her father nodded sadly and squeezed her hand back.

"Excuse me miss,' Alice turned to see a flight attendant standing in the walk way, pushing a cart. "can I get you anything to drink?" Alice nodded.

"Can I get a 7-up?" The flight attendant smiled a practiced smile.

"Of course." She filled a small cup with the bubbling liquid and Alice flipped her table down so the attendant could set the cup on it. "Anything for you sir?" she asked Alice's dad, he shook his head and she nodded, moving to the next row of passengers. Alice took a drink of the soda, catching a piece of ice with her teeth and crunching it contentedly. She noticed her dad fingering a lock of her straight black hair. He sighed.

"You remind me so much of her." he said in a distant voice. Alice frowned and put her cup back on the table, swallowing what was left of the ice.

"I miss her too, dad, but this will be better. We can get a new start in Michigan, a fresh start." He nodded and returned his gaze to the window, seeing their home state for the last time before it disappeared under the clouds. Alice believed those words, believed that thing really could, really would, be better. She was never so wrong in her life.

Madison, Wisconsin

Makayla sat in the back of the car, twiddling her thumbs and staring out the window. The trees whizzed past and it was all just a blur. She hummed quietly to the radio as her aunt and uncle sat in silence.

"So," began her aunt, turning around in her seat to get a better look at Makayla. "you excited." Makayla smiled.

"Of course! I love the cabin." Her uncle chuckled and smiled at her.

"You sure sound excited." he laughed, her aunt smiled as well. Makayla closed her brown eyes and flashed a big grin. Her uncle chuckled again and returned his attention to the road. Makayla let her wide grin fall to a small smile as they continued down the road.

"You should try and make some new friends while you're there." suggested her aunt, turning back around and watching Makayla through the rearview mirror. Makayla noted how she said 'new friends' rather than 'some actual friend's'. Makayla nodded and turned her attention back to the forest. So what if she didn't have any friends? As far as she was concerned she didn't need them. She decided to try anyway, for her aunt's sake. She subconsciously twirled a lock of her wavy blonde hair with one of her fingers as she stared into the blurred trees, watching the colors flash by. Green, green, green, black, green, her eyes grew wide and she looked back in an attempt to get a better look. Nothing, there was nothing there. She swore she saw something, black as night standing out against the lush greenery, but there was nothing.

"You okay sweetie?" asked her uncle. Makayla shook her head and turned back around.

"Yeah, I'm fine." she answered. It was nothing, she assured herself, just a trick of the light. And just like that, with foolish nievity, she expunged the experience from her mind. Forgetting the tall shadow completely and possibly making the biggest mistake of her life, but what did she care? what did she know? she was on her way to Michigan, planning to have a fun summer and hang out. She certainly wasn't planning for what was really going to happen, but then again, how could she? How could she know? She couldn't, none of them could.