Slender Face
- By Anna
Mrs Murray was walking back from work to her car in the car park. The night was cool and breezy. The car park was just ahead of this small forest footpath. As she was walking down the path, she heard a rustle in the leaves. She turned to see what is was, but she couldn't see anything.
It's probably just the squirrels, she thought to herself. But when she turned to look at the path in front of her, she gave an unwomanly gasp.
A girl stood there. She was dressed in rags and her long, greasy hair fell over her face, hiding it from view. "Run!" the girl screamed. "He's coming for you! You have to get away from him! Or you'll end up like me!"
Mrs Murray was now seriously freaked out so she hastened her pace. Then she broke into a run. She ran for all she was worth. But she felt like someone was watching her. Or something. She could almost sense it following her.
She swiveled her head around to see if she was right. In the distance she could just make out the silhouette of a tall, thin man. It was coming closer. And closer. She turned her head back around and sprinted. Then, she saw her car, parked in the car park. She was never happier to see anything in her whole life. Quickly, she flipped her keys out of her pocket and opened the door. She jumped inside and stuck her keys in the ignition. But when the headlights blazed to life, she screamed.
It stood right infront of her car. The Slender Man. He was tall, thin and wore a black suit and tie. He had no face! His facial details were blank and his skin was as pale as chalk. The last thing Mrs Murray remembered, was his outstretched arms reaching towards her, and everything going black........
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Slender Man still lurks in the shadows of the Earth to this very day. He hides in dark forests and abandoned villages and sometimes even just around the corner. He stalks young children and people who ever see him suffer from memory-loss, sickness & paranormal transformations. If you ever hear strange noises in the dark or breathing under your bed, then that will be him. He's been sighted in old photos, lurking in the shadows. And the children in those photos will eventually go missing. If you ever see him, then he'll come after you. And he always succeeds.....
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