CreepyPasta x My OC

Cold

I feel force against my chest. I cough, and sit. "Goodness child, you concerned me." Slenderman stood beside Masky. Who was giving me CPR until now. I still had that tattoo on my left wrist. "My name was Cameron Luther. I am seventeen. Right?" I ask Slenderman he looks at me, "Yes. That is your name." Slenderman spoke, "How did I get Amnesia?" I ask Masky was on his knees beside me on the floor. "You had hit your head while running." Slenderman points to what part on his own head. "I see." I mumble, "You still talked to no one I saw, back then. So that is not new. Why don't you tell me who you are talking to?" he asks I look down. "The same voice in my head that killed my parents." I say "Toby has that too." Masky points out. "Who do you stare at? Something must be calling your attention." Slenderman stood up now, he was leaning on his hand that was on his desktop. "Are you willing to tell him?" I shrug he is who is going to take care of me, after all..."You don't know?" Slenderman asks "They-" "Why?" "are hallucinations." I manage to say. He looks at me, "Is that why you ran away from Toby?" I shrug "I don't know. I have no memory of that, but it could be so." I say Masky had asked and now he seems to wonder. "I see, go to sleep children. I will have to see about what I can do." Slenderman lifts up both and sets us on our feet. "Goodnight, master." Masky said as we walk out of there. I stumble slightly. He keeps silence, I frown. "He probably thinks we're insane. Pretty normal if you ask me." I sigh "I know..." I whisper, Masky turns to me. "What?" he asks "Ask him, it's your chance." I gulp down my nervousness. "D-do you think I'm weird?" I ask, he looks at me I guess chuckled from the sound of it. "No, I don't think that. What I do think is, you can be a handful." "You son of a...." I died down inside. "Somewhat useful. So I do suppose you are good to have around." he seems to smile. I give him a weak smile. "Thanks, I guess..." I thank him he chuckles. "Are you easily offended?" he chuckles. "Not really, I just kinda am processing the fact that there is a hallucination beside you." I shudder. He stops, and looks at me. I guess it scared him, I laugh. "No, I'm kidding. Nothings there, if it were. It would hurt me not you." I smile.

"What do you mean?" Masky asks me. "I can see them, not you. So it'd be like air trying to get you of your feet, for me it is a storm so I can be set off my feet." I smile half heartedly. "I wouldn't liked being tortured daily. It doesn't seem fun." Masky looked at me. I stumble, I look behind me. "I did not say anything." I hurry off down the hall leaving Masky. He begins to run after me, well two. Masky caught up, "Why are you running?" he asks I look at him. "It's chasing me." I say as I turn forward to see it right in front of me. I fall, it pushes my head against the floor. "Ow..." my head turned away from Masky. "God, you should have paid attention." I suddenly am (piggy back ride style) on Masky's back. "Look, I don't see what you do. But you'll stay with me. You'll probably die alone." Masky walks taking me to his room. I fall asleep.