TF: Boy to Slenderman
It was a very cold night to go camping. Every time I wanted to go camping, I instantly regretted it once the cold crept in. I decided to go alone as well as all of my friends were too busy at the new kid's party. It was always much better with friends. See, the new kid, Jack I think he was called, seemed to get along with everyone except me. I don't know what he didn't like about me, but he swept through the town and he was the most popular kid I had ever known. It was starting to grind on me, so I decided I needed a break from pretty much everything.
I was tucked up in my sleeping bag ready to finally doze off to slee
"Just... ugh, explain it to me again, okay?" I rubbed my eyes in the dull morning glow and sat back down on the sofa. Opposite me, a girl with long jet-black hair, dark makeup and big brown eyes gave an exasperated gasp.
"I don't know how else to explain it to you, dude!" She crossed her arms over her chest, wearing a loose black t-shirt with a digitally distorted skull figure on it.
"Okay alright just... start at the beginning again. You found this 'job posting' on some website?"
She nodded. "About two weeks ago. I'm in need of the cash now that my hours have been cut to almost nothing, and this seemed like a reasonably legitimate gig."
"And in other news, a meteor shower is scheduled to be visible sometime around 10 PM tonight. It should be quite a show. Well that's all for us here at KGB, we'll be back tomorrow. Goodnight."
As soon as the news report was over, Shannon began to get dressed for her lacrosse game. She was the senior captain of the team, and its leading goal scorer so she had to be on time for appearances. She got her uniform, turned off the TV, grabbed her keys, and left the house.
Shannon was one of the prettiest girls in school with a cute smile and a face to match. She had long blonde hair and green eyes. She had a nice body, with C cup breasts and the t
You're alone in the dark forest, with only your flashlight to illuminate the path ahead. 'It's all going to be okay' The comforting thought keeps ruminating in your frail mind. You pray. You pray to God that you wont see him. The tall man that has no face. The slender man who silently creeps up on you, haunts you, watches you.
You clearly remember the life-altering night when you saw him for the first time. You kept trying to convince yourself he was just something out of your imagination, that he wasn't real. But he kept on stalking you, his black tentacles creeping out of his shoulders, anticipating to attack you.
All kinds of unnerving s