I woke up early that Monday morning, wide-eyed and ready to go. We met up in the parking lot at Sportsman's Lake, Cullman's most popular park. We hugged and began walking around some. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the flowers were in full bloom, and all of the people seemed happy.
"So how have you been?" I asked.
"I've been good. I'm so glad it's summer," she said exuberantly.
"Amen to that!" I agreed. "I swear I think I bombed those exams."
"Oh please, you bombing a test? You're, like, the smartest person I know."
"Thank you, but my dear, you highly overestimate my intelligence," I laughed.
"Perhaps," she grinned.
I pulled out my camera and turned it on.
"A picture to commemorate our freedom!" I shouted.
"No! Don't take my picture!" she squealed, running away. I chased her all across the park, likely irritating a few people in the process. I took a lot of pictures that day. She finally stopped running and allowed me to get some good pictures, most of which were very goofy. Over all we had a great day. We enjoyed the beautiful weather, each other's company, and the chance to catch up.
"So how long are you going to be here?" I asked
"I'm here all week!" she said cheerfully.
"Great! Maybe we can have the chance to hang out again before you leave," I mused.
"How about tonight?" she suggested.
"Sounds great," I agreed. "I'll bring my laptop too and I can transfer all the pictures."
"Awesome," she said. "See you tonight!"
We parted ways and I headed home to pack and prepare for a fun night.
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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...
