Oc Creepypasta Story

Natsuya's Backstory

It was cold as the young male woke. The thin blanket didn't helped much either. His room did had a heater but it was broken a long time ago and not cared of being repaired. Natsuya, a 19 years old boy with messy black hair and dark green eyes, lived in his step fathers House along with him. The almost 45 years old man was addicted to Drugs and Alcohol ever since Natsuya's Mother left them almost 10 years ago. Ever since then, the two lived together since Nat's had no other place to go, or friends he could live with.

After getting out of his broken and cold bed, the boy went in the bathroom to do his Business, knowing his Father wasn't awake after comming home drunk the night before. Natsuya couldn't remember when he saw him sober the last time. Probably was also many years ago.

While brushing his teeth and staring in the mirror, Natsuya thought of how his live might be if he had a different place to live. Somewhere he was accepted and not yelled at for nothing randomly. He spitted the leftover of his toothpaste out, turning the water on as quietly as possible to not wake his father. "Jeez..i could use a Haircut again.." He mumbled to himself, going out of the Bathroom and in the kitchen. Nat's opened the fridge and, to his surprise, he found some bread and cheese. "Oh wow..at least something i can eat."

He took both before going right back in his room, clearly not wanting to make his food on a dirty counter. The House looked like a mess from the inside, empty glass bottles laying around anywhere, drug packages thrown on the ground. But Nat's didn't cared of cleaning, it wasn't his mess after all.

Once he reached his bedroom again, the black haired boy sat on his old bed, beginning to make himself some food. He didn't own much, the only closet on the room being stuffed with drugs and alcohol bottles, hidden, since the neighbors liked to call the Police sometimes to check the House. The only thing Natsuya owned was a small backpack and a book of Creepypastas; Stories about Murderers and Creatures that, may or may not, been wandering around among Humans. Natsuya was pretty obsessed with those stories, knowing they're true after hearing from the News one time about a Killer in the City. Jeff the Killer was his Name; just like he had readed in his book.

Using his lap to steady the bread, Nat's placed the cheese and made two more slices, putting them together and in a plastic bag. His plan was to run away, even though he didn't knew where to go. His obsession with Creepypasta's was almost as big as his obsession to the woods he lived directly next to. From his rooms window he could look right at the starting woods of the City. "If they really live somewhere there..?" The boy questioned himself as he ate his bread, putting the wrapped piece in his bagpack.

Not long time later his Father woke, slamming the doors of bedroom and bathroom, stumbling drunk through the hallway. Natsuya waited patiently for him to leave, hearing him yell something along the lines of "i'm leaving." and the front door soon slamming closed too. But Nat's waited, knowing he sometimes came back when forgetting something. But not this time.

Natsuya took his chance and left the room with his backpack over one shoulder, the book and bread laying inside. He made his way in the kitchen and took a small pocket knife out of a drawer. "You can never know when you're going to need it." Along with the small knife, the boy also took two waterbottles, a flashlight from the livingroom, batteries for the flashlight and some matches, putting everything in the backpack before going back in his room where he climbed through his window to be faster at the woods. Nat's didn't had a direct way he wanted to go, just exploring a bit and maybe, just maybe, he was lucky to find the creepypasta's mansion like it was stated in his book.

The air outside was cold, Winter slowly comming up. Natsuya was wearing a black T-Shirt and a Hoodie ontop, walking along a small Path until it ended randomly in the woods. But that didn't stopped him from continueing his walk. As it slowly got darker Natsuya took his flashlight, using it to see better as he walked.

As time passed and it got darker and darker, Nat's soon found himself feeling like he was being watched. He didn't liked that feeling at all, looking around and shining his light in any direction possible. It wasn't long until he found who was watching him. Slenderman was standing between trees, watching the human calmly. "I'm not afraid! Infact i was looking for you." Natsuya said, knowing if he showed fear, he would be dead in seconds. But he was so obsessed with finding the creepypasta's or their mansion and surprised to actually find Slender in the woods, that fear had no space in his mind.