Your pov
I am walking home from the forge, where I make metal trinkets and weapons and sell them for money, all made for decoration.
I’ve had to make money for self defence classes to, um well, protect myself from my most of the time drunk parents.
I just finished the last one in this part of town so next I’ll start to train my muscles at a gym.
I make my way to the front door and hear that my parents are home. Great.
Slowly I open the door. BANG!
A bottle was thrown at the door and I doged it.
“Where have you been little lady?”
Dad, I’m eighteen I have a job and classes to attend.
“So, you have to scrub the floors and cook.”
But mom I can’t cook.
“You little!” Dad came over and slapped me across the face.
“Go to your room!”
I silently went towards my room because I knew if I defied they would hurt me again like last time they were seriously drunk.
I made my way to the stairs and went to my room. I felt a bad feeling so I took my pocket knife and put it in my pocket along with my bug out bag. (emergency bag)
I started to listen to music while I put my charger in the bag and I heard a bang in the hallway.
Then glass shattering.
“Come here little y/n. It’s time for your punishment.”
Oh no, not again!
I grabbed the bag, opened the window and jumped out.
Luckily I had a pile of leaves there to lighten my fall.
I quickly ran to the woods, my quiet woods. Safety within its tall trees.
Then I came up to a note. Oh no. No one knows these wood like I do and they think there haunted so no one comes here.
It looks like a note from that game Markiplier played with… I started running for the next note.
YOU ARE READING
Two souls (slenderman x reader)
HorrorA girl finds her way as a blacksmith, buying her own cloths and even self defence classes. Then her parents went to far. she ran to the woods and finds a mysterious stranger that was not to happy.
