The Slenderman

Sin

I kept on huffing as I ran. Damn! I thought. I didn't know this would happen. No! I screamed and found myself waking. I looked around my room and sighed. I looked into my lap. There was a weird but, beautiful dagger.

"Carter!" My aunt banged on the door, "Whats wrong?! Open up!"

"I'm fine, I just had a bad dream." I yelled stuffing the dagger into my side table. As I looked up, I saw Damien standing by me. He pulled it out and sat down on my bed next to me. He pulled it out of its sheath and put it up to my neck. I showed no emotion. He laughed.

"I see. You must be ready to be trained," He said taking the dagger from my neck. I nodded. "Over the next few weeks, you will attain two more daggers. This is Die Verdammten (de ver-damt-en) or The Damned. You need Sünde (zOOn-de) or Sin and Die Zu Töten (de zoo to-ton) or The Kill. You must stab the Slender man in this order; Die Verdammten, Sünde, then Die Zu Töten. If you don't, you know the consequences." He lectured me as my aunt kept on banging on the door.

"Let me tell my aunt that I'm okay or she won't stop," I said pulling off my blankets. He grabbed my arm when I was getting off my bed.

"I'm done speaking. By the time you come back to your bed, I will be gone. Good bye," he whispered getting up. As he let go of my arm, I hugged him, and he returned the hug. I let go and turned tot the door. Once I opened it, I felt his presence leave. "I told you, I'm fine."

"Then why are you crying?" She asked wiping a tear from my cheek. I wiped my eyes feeling my eye lids get heavy and my cheeks start to swell up. Why do I cry every time he leaves. He is familiar but, so strange to me.

"Never mind. I have to get ready for school," I mumbled and walked to the bathroom for a shower. Once there, I closed and locked the door. I started my water and got undressed. As I stepped into the shower, someone knocked on the bathroom door. "Who is it?" I questioned while scrubbing shampoo into my hair but, nobody answered. They kept on knocking. I quickly finished my shower and wrapped my towel around me. I asked again, "Who is it?!" And still nobody answered. As I was opening the door, someone wearing a ski mask opened it. I grabbed the lid off of the toilet's tank and smacked the person up side the head with it. My towel was getting loose so I quickly tightened it. I grabbed some zip-ties from my cabinet and tied the guy to the toilet and I went to my room to get dressed. I quickly got dressed. I grabbed my dagger and my kendo stick that my parents gave me before they died. Then I quietly snuck out of my room to see my aunt and uncle unconscious on the floor with robbers, that have guns, searching in our cabinets and unplugging our TV and laptops. As soon as the majority of them left I went downstairs and waited for them to come back in. Once one came in, I hit him and shot him out the door. They started mumbling to each other. Soon they all charged in. My dagger started pulsating. I felt it, the next dagger was already close.