She casually walked to the other side of the clearing.
She decided to crush branches with her feet making loud sounds seeming to echo throughout the whole forest because she was bored.
Completely ignorant of freaking Slenderman she continued to be as loud as possible.
She made it to to the other side of the clearing and saw several large objects.
Not realizing that the objects were rusted tankers she went into the maze of them. She ran around the maze turning multiple times running as much as she could because of an unknow sense of urgency she felt.
She found another piece of paper on the back of a tanker and grabbed it.
There were no words on this paper but there was a drawing. On the drawing she saw a picture of a man in a tuxedo without a face.
He looks kind of sad she wondered, tilting her head to get a view of it from a different angle.
She knew what she had to do so she pulled out a pen and drew a smiley face on him. "That's better," she said feeling satisfied.
"That's 1... 2.... 3..... 4 papers," she counted slowly and carefully. I'm halfway there she realized feeling satisfied.
She stuck that paper with the other papers. (Who knows where?)
She realized something that scared her.
I think the flashlight is getting darker she thought shivering. She was glad that she went to the bathroom recently.
I have to find all the pages she thought, before the battery dies.
Full of worry and a small amout of confidence still remaining, she swiftly and silently took off in a random direction to collect more pages.
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My Encounter with Slenderman
HorrorThis is a story about the first time I played Slenderman. I knew absolutely nothing about it. My friend CRT_hater777 told me not to play it, making me want to play it lol. I played it in the middle of the night on Halloween, in a dark room, alone, w...
