The Creepypasta Chronicles ( unfinished for now, on pause )

Slenderman Doesn't Stop

Carly was alone, lost, and scared. She's only 9, and yet, her parents let her out at 9:00 at night to play a hide and go seek game with her friends Rolanda and Bob.

This time, Bob was counting. Rolanda had hid under the slide in the park that they were in. Carly thought of the best hiding spot, in the forest. She ran into  the forest and hid behind a tall tree. Her giggling over-powered the yells of Rolanda telling her that she was going too far. Carly waited..waited..and waited until Bob had found her.

No one came.

The forest became pitch black as Carly started to get worried. " Will they find me ? ", she asked herself as she looked behind the tree. She no longer could see the park that Rolanda and Bob were at. " Rollie ? Bob ? ", Carly called out. No answer. This time, she was extremely worried. Her heart began to race. She ran in every direction, trying to find the park again. Nothing. Just more trees. She was truly lost. A tear trickled down her face as she kept running.

Her legs couldn't run anymore. Carly was now on her knees. " Someone ! Help me ! ", Carly cried out into the night.

Drip...Drip...Drip..

Carly looked around. A faint dripping noise was heard. She got up slowly, and walked to the source of the dripping.

She wished she hadn't.

The dripping was...Rolanda's body..impaled by a tree branch. The branch was still connected to the tree. Carly shrieked and began to sprint away from Rolanda's lifeless corpse. She slipped in a thick substance on the ground. The cloud that covered the moon moved away and the light shone onto the forest. Carly looked at her hands. Blood. It was everywhere. Carly trembled and began to cry. She was covered in her best friend's blood, what could be more horrible ? She began to run away again, but even fast than before.

Carly ran so far that the dripping was not heard nor could she see the body. Her foot hit a snag. She crashed into the ground, breaking into tears. She was hoping it was just a dream, or a nightmare. Carly stopped crying when she felt a drop on her face. She glanced up..and cried even more.

Above her, was Bob, hanging with his chest slice opened. He had blood coming from his mouth and his eyes were gouged out. Carly wanted this to end. she tried to crawl away but something had caught her foot. Hoping it wasn't an organ, she peered down at her ankle.

A thick, black, snake-like tendril coiled around her ankle. She screamed as she tried to crawl away. The tendril pulled her until Carly gave up and laid on the ground, weak from running and screaming. Two other tendrils grabbed her wrists and brought her into the air and slammed her into a tree. It knocked the wind out of her. She was being thrown around like a rag doll.

The moon shone once again at the forest so Carly could see who was throwing her around. She followed the tendrils and froze when she saw who it was...or what it was..

There stood a very skinny man, about 7-8 feet tall. He wore a black suit and tie. His face..was blank. Nothing was there..just white. Carly tried to break free. No use. The tendrils kept getting tighter the more she moved. The man came close to Carly's face. Carly spat in his face. The man pulled back slowly, then broke her wrists and ankles.

Carly screamed in agony. She could not longer move since everything hurt. All she could do was wait until her death came. The man lifted up his finger made a cut along the side of Carly's face. Carly cried hard, her eyes started to burn. Blood start to ooze out of the cut as the man wiped it off with his pale finger. He marked on Carly's face. A circle with an X through it. " WHY ?! ", Carly wailed. She kept repeating " WHY ?! " over and over again.

The man lifted up his hand, his fingers turning into tendrils and stabbing his hand into Carly's stomach. Carly coughed up blood, tears streaming down her face. Her breathing became heavy as she slowly started to die. The man dropped her on the ground and stared at her. If he had a mouth, she was sure that he would have a hellish smile creeping upon his face. Using her elbows, Carly dragged herself towards the man. " Why me..? Why Rolanda ?! Why Bob ?! ", Carly managed to yell out before coughing up more blood.

The man keeled down and spoke. " I...En...joy...it...". His voice had came and gone just like wind. " But..WHY US- ", Carly screamed. An ear piercing sound rang in her ears. She screeched, not knowing that she had so much energy left. Her shirt was soaked in her's and Rolanda's blood. " Wh...who are you ? ", Carly said to the man while covering her ears. " I ....am......Slender.....Man...", the man said before one of his tendrils slithered to the girl's neck, and snapping it.

NEWS REPORT : 3 children were mauled to death last night in the Moncton area in New Brunswick. Nearby hikers had heard screaming and crying in the forest. The killer found, his name is Frank Lang. He pleas that he is not the killer of the 3 children. His family says that he wasn't home for the whole night, and also say he was quite angry the last time they talked to him. Now Frank is behind bars. The children's name are Rolanda Turpin, Bob McFarland, and Carly Murray.

The look on your face. There's something wrong isn't there ? Oh, I know. Slenderman doesn't have a name, only " Slenderman ". It's true. He doesn't. He killed the 3 children, we all know that. So why did the news say it was a guy named " Frank Lang " ? Because they have no idea who Slenderman is. Even if they did, they would think he's an urban myth. Police know who he is..they're too afraid to come in contact with him. They accuse other people who have a record of murders so they wouldn't have to deal with Slenderman.

Slenderman is still seeking for his next victim..

And that next victim could be anybody. Your family, friends, or even you.

 Run as fast as you can, you can hide, but he's always watching.