Disclaimer: I do not own Slender man! If I did, he would be a kind, super sexy misunderstood demon ;o

October 6 2010

Therese's house

The thought kept me up all night. It even caused me to daydream about him, which was kind of disturbing.
I looked at my alarm clock and groaned. It was three in the morning. In the middle of my little tantrum, a message
was sent to me.

"As of today, ALL CLASSES will be suspended tomorrow due to heavy rain…"

There was more to the message but all that struck me was that sentence. I was completely baffled until I
looked at the sender. Pft, it was my insolent little brother. He liked playing tricks like that, humiliating me
and making me miss important things. That really ticked me off, so I decided to play a little trick on him.

I snuck into the hallway, up high on my toes. It was really dim down there, but a few streaks of morning
sun had made its way through the windows. Quietly, I approached his bedroom door. I stuck my ear
close to it and listened if he was still awake. I heard a few giggles, which took me by surprise. Was somebody
in there with him? I got down, flat on the floor to look at the hollow space under the door.

There was a bright light, but it was coming from a small source. Afterwards I heard a ringtone.
I should've known. Time to put my acting skills to the test. I knocked on his door very subtly.

"Timothy, are you sleeping?"

No response, just more giggling. It was creepy. VERY creepy.

" I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to chat with my little bro. Timothy?"

Complete silence. My hand slowly reached for the brass doorknob. Slowly, I turned it counterclockwise,
but it wouldn't budge. The doorknob was dead bolt. I heard Timothy squeal, as if he were struggling against
something, but then he just laughed again. I backed up in the hallway and ran into the door shoulder-first.
It still didn't work. He just kept laughing louder and louder.

I backed up again, and with all my strength I knocked the door down. There was no time to compliment my
bruised shoulder. I ran to his bedside and asked him what was wrong. No response. He was intently staring
at his cellphone monitor. I bent down to look what it was. Nothing. Just pure static. I was shaking his shoulder
now, asking him questions.

"Timothy, why were you laughing?"

I've probably asked him this for the 20th time, but he finally answered.

"My friend is tickling my feet!" he squealed with delight.

Exactly after he said that, we both got into a coughing fit. It really hurt my throat, as if I were
choking on something. While madly coughing, I quickly pulled off the sheets from his legs. My eyes
widened with horror. There were black tentacles wrapping around his legs, leaving marks indicating
that it somehow got too tight.

I quickly grabbed Timothy and tried to pull him free. His legs were almost out of those tentacles, until a long
arm popped up from behind the foot board and grabbed his legs harshly. I screamed in utter terror when a
tall, slender man had completely emerged from the floor.

My mind went blank and I couldn't move. I was paralyzed with fear.

He had blank face that was milky white and was seven feet tall. The man unraveled the tentacles
from Timothy's feet and let go of him. Afterwards, he calmly put his hands behind his back and slowly
walked towards me. I let Timothy slip free, and that little twit ran straight for the door. I was slowly
backing up now, even though I knew I was cornering myself. My back hit the end of the wall as I was staring at him.

He put his hand forward, near my neck. Then, he carved something at the side of it. My psyche couldn't
take any more of this, so I passed out. I woke up with a chill down my spine. I asked myself

"Was it all a dream?"

I reached for my neck and got a burning sensation. Quickly, I grabbed the hand mirror at my bedside table
and looked at my neck. Oh my gosh, The Operator symbol… it…. It was carved into my neck. I looked at my
pillows for more proof. There was dried blood on the left side of the pillow and it poured down to the floor.

I just met him, and it was the most terrifying thing ever. Why didn't he hurt me, though? Was he just
sending me a warning, or maybe he was just toying with me? Maybe it was some dumb prank my bro
played on me with his friends? I'm not sure anymore.

Maybe…maybe... He was misunderstood?

He needed someone?

A/N: Well, there it is, a whole new chapter! Sometimes, I'll be bringing in the next chapter based on reviews. Like now! If most of the reviews are positive, then I'll be pushed to bring in the next chapter ASAP. If the reviews are negative, I may take longer due to trying to improve what I screwed up. If I get no reviews at all, I'll probably do it every other day. Please follow for more updates. Love ya'll!