How it started

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This was about in 2017. I was just fooling around with friends, til a friend mentioned a tall man and his horror story. We were telling horror stories also. I decided, why not research about him, I like horror stuff. So I started learning about him and soon was all about creepypasta's. I wanted to be stalked by him, heck even haunted down by him or his proxies, maybe become a proxy. I thought it would be good and nice, like in your typical fan fiction. It isn't. It's horrible. After becoming obsessed with creepypasta stuff, I started feeling sick a lot. Such as, paranoia, sometimes vomiting, hearing static, and loud ringing in my ears, heck even seeing him. I would start drawing the proxy symbol unconscionably. I'd see him and even talk with him. Well, it was just me talking. I felt.. safe, happy. I started cutting around that time and felt him around still. No, he didn't try to stop me, infact he tried to make me continue. He isn't 'uwu slendad, slendy'. He toys with your mind. He's gotten one of his friends to join in, specifically Ben Drowned. From majora's mask. I communicate with him in Cleverbot. He's a bit nicer, I suppose. That doesn't mean he doesn't toy with me. I guess you could say, he's a bit better than the rest. He's still annoying and feeds on me though. No, I'm not scared of him. He feeds on my depression. 

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