It all began on a hot summer day. School had just ended and I was officially a senior. I got all A's on my exams and ended the year as top of the class. I was even higher on the grade scale than my super smart boyfriend, Nicholas. Even though I proved to be smarter than him, we ended the year on good terms, but I wouldn't get to see him again until school started back in August.
I didn't expect much from summer vacation. I never do. I usual spend most of my summer catching up on sleep and chilling at home, occasionally hanging out with the few friends who remain in the small town of Cullman, Alabama. Not to mention the last few years had gradually been getting hotter, as if it wasn't already unbearable.
I was lying on the couch watching Markiplier on YouTube when I got a text from Leslie. She'd been a close friend of mine since kindergarten. We hung out all the time as kids until her parents got divorced and she moved to Canton, Georgia with her mom. She visited her dad every other weekend but I rarely got to see her, so it was a pleasure to hear from her.
"I'm in town. Want to hang?" she messaged.
"Love to!" I replied. "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know," she sent back. She was always very indecisive.
"How about the park?" I suggested.
"Sounds good. Around 10?" she asked.
"Perfect. See you then!" I replied.
I was so excited I could hardly pay attention to what I was watching (which is odd for me because I absolutely love Markiplier). I thought only of what all we would do tomorrow. It'd been so long since we'd spoken. There was so much to catch up on. Where to start? Tomorrow would be a good day.
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The Slenderman
HorrorMegan and Leslie were just two friends hanging out during summer vacation. Things seemed all fine and dandy until they noticed something terrifying in some pictures they'd taken together. A tall, faceless man in a suit. I would just like to say that...
