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🖤Slenderman🖤

The air was cool, and the sun was starting to dip below the horizon, I could see it trying to peek at me through the pine branches. All my windows had been open to let in the breeze but also to air out the house. I had declared today as a cleaning day, and I swept and mopped and dusted and wiped.

The house was in perfect order, smelling like lemon disinfectant spray.

I lit a candle and sunk into the couch, proud of my accomplishment. I had been meaning to get the house in order for a while. As I sat and rested for the first time today, I admired the view from outside.

I wonder how Slender is...

He hadn't been able to accompany me today, or yesterday, or the day before that. He was busy with work, whatever that could mean. I tried not to pry into that part of his life. I'm really not sure if it is out of respect, or fear.

Do I really want to know?