One shots and headcannons (discontinued)

🏴Slenderman

Beware of the Slenderman...

It was late.

Around 1 am.

God how I wish...

I was in a place I could call-

Home.

I was running, running from something— something I did not know anything about.

It looked disgusting, dark horns, red skin, sharp teeth. Mother always said to be a good girl/boy/child or the monsters would get me. I didn't believe, or at least... Now I do.

I continued running- just like how I ran from father. He always hated me. He would beat and hurt me. I wish I was the thing that killed him- I was the one who killed him.

I breathed heavily just like how brother taught me. Brother, ohh brother. How I wish you were here. He would always help me. No matter how absurd my childish request was.

Please, please, please-

I fell. I tripped on a root and there was now a rip on my trousers/leggings/skirt. Please... Please. Ple- I felt something shake me.

“Y/N?” I opened my eyes to see a tall faceless figure in a black suit. “Who?” They reached their hand out and I took it. The figure picked me up and carried me to a mansion. A dark, pretty mansion.