Creepypastas And Other Scary Stories

Experiment 84-B

Many say I am evil, but I am not.

Many say I am different, but I am not.

Many say I am insane, but I am not.

I am lonley. I walk alone, with no one to comfort me, no one to love me. I used to be normal, like you. Funny, I always being part of the "normal" crowd. You should appreciate what you have. You should pray that you never have to feel what I feel. Hate. Depression. Abandonment. Betrayal. You all have lives. You all have hope. I lost these things to a madman. He is the one who is truly evil!! Not me!!! He stole my life, hope, everything!!! He left me to rot, after his damn experiment!! He welcomed me, with open arms. He promised me a whole new life. One better then which I lived. He lied!!! He stole everything from me!! I still remember the day...............

I was a strong boy, fresh out of highschool. The sun was shinning, but I was loathing. I felt like everyone was staring me down, judging me!! And they were, oh how they were..... My walk home from the final day of school was its usual hell. Kids would ride by in their cars and yell, "Fag!" or "Duche!" I simply had to take it. Or did I? A thought dawned on me, these kids are slowly killing me anyway. Why not make it quick and painless? I was blinded by grief. If I had known then what I know now, I would have never taken that rope from my basement.

But where to do it? Not at my house. I hated my mom, but not enough to shatter her mentality. I picked an alley near the outskirts of town. I was halfway through wrapping it around a light post when he sulked into the alley. "Young man, what are you doing?" "Ending it!!" "Are you insane? Come, come with me. I believe I can help you." "Help me? You're off your rocker old man. Leave me to die in peace!!" "Now, I can't do that!" He grabbed my arm. "Come." When I struggled, he pulled me harder. I fell and he caught me. He quickly dragged me inside and bolted the door behind us.

"Young man, I think I could help you. I now know how you're feeling. Simply listen to me." "Damn you!! Fine, hurry up!" "A life is a precious thing, but what if I could give you a new one for free?" "I'd say, where the fuck do I sign up?" "Good. I have been doing human anatomy research, and after a few experiments I think I have mastered manipulation of the human form. I believe I can make you into anything, or anyone you want. Of course, there are circumstances. "Like what?" He pulled out a sheet of paper. "Well, first off sign right here." "What if I don't want to?" "Well, in that lies the second circumstance......you don't have a choice." "What!?" "You heard me, my dear fellow." He pulled out a syringe filled with green liquid. "Now, hold still!!" I tired to run. I tried to scream, but he grabbed me. He forced the needle into my neck, and everything went black.

I awoke in a glass chamber. He had me in a suit, for whatever reason. Seconds after I woke up, he entered the room in a lab coat. "Hello my friend, did you have a nice nap!?" "Where the fuck am I !!!!!???" "That is not of your concern. All you have to do is sit back and let me do all the work." "Let me out, you psychopath! I'll kill you!!" "I am afraid not, my child. You are going to sit there while I make history!!" "History?" "Yes, when I successfully perform a full body transformation on you." "You can't!" "Oh, but I can!" He flipped on a switch, and began speaking into a microphone. "Test, test. Good. Now let us begin with experiment 84-B." "What the hell are you doing!!" "Subject's vitals seem to be normal. His heart rate has sky rocketed, though. Brain wave activity is high, insulin levels are normal." "Let me go!!" "Ready to begin experiment." He turned to a lever. "Activating node one!" And he pulled.

A bolt of energy pierced my body, tearing my very being apart. I couldn't even scream. My vision blurred and I was suddenly blind. "Subject's appearance is beggining to warp. Activating node two." The pain increased. I felt my mouth close up and my mouth shut. "Subject's face is completely morphed. Activating node-" A siren sounded. "Error! Error! Meltdown in progress!" He screamed, "No! His face and limbs haven't fully developed yet! I must save the experiment!" The last thing I heard was a loud crash. I woke again among the rubble. I could hardly see, it was as if a screen of some sort covered my eyes. My mouth felt as if it had been sewn shut. I couldn't breathe, for my nose had shut too. But, somehow,I didn't need to breathe anymore. I got up. My arms and legs felt strange. It took me nearly a minute to regain control of them. I began to walk through the debris. A shattered computer lay near a dismembered foot. A trail of blood led me to a hallway and then a door. I could hear muffled grunts behind it.

I opened the door and saw a police man heave some fallen concrete slabs away from another door. He turned and saw me. He then screamed and ran. I tried to yell for him to stop, but I couldn't speak. So I chased him. As I began to run, I felt my legs shifting, as if they were growing as I moved. I soon caught up to him, and when I reached to grab his shoulder , a tendril shot from my arm and impaled his chest. He cursed and fell. What the fuck just happened? I thought. I looked over at his dying body. There was a gaping whole in his chest. I could do nothing to save him. I continued to follow the blood trail, until I came upon the body of the man. He was crushed under a fallen rafter. I lifted him up, not realizing until later the strength this task required. Angrily, I hurled his body at the wall and was splattered with a rain of blood.

I tired to escape the building, but every turn was a dead end. I continued to search until I came to a bathroom. I needed to get this blood off my hands. I walked inside and looked at the mirror. And I realized something.......I didn't have a face. So now I am branded as a monster. I live in the nightmares of teens and adults alike. All because of that bastard. Soon after this experience, I discovered my true powers. I could stretch my arms and legs to unnatural lengths, and even produce tendrils from my back. After this whole experiment, all I want is a friend. So I find people and children. They are the only ones who don't view me with fear. I often play with them. But I cannot always control my body. Every now and then I slip up and someone dies. But its not my fault. I only seek companionship. This is my burden. And I carry it eternally.

I do enjoy pictures. I like sneaking into them. There are always people photographing wildlife, so I reside in the forest. I do what I now understand as "photobombing." But whenever I track the person down because I wish to see how I look in the photo, they run. Then one thing leads to another then suddenly another dies at my hands. I promise I never mean any true harm, but I've lost of.....well, everything. I no longer know how to be a person. Things never seem to go well for me, someone always ends up dead. I simply ask you this, when you see me, do not run. In fact, run towards me, welcome me. It would mean so much to me. And it may just save your life. But then, how will you know its me? I'm sure you've heard of me. And if you haven't, you can easily find some photos of me on the internet. Simply go on Google, and type Slenderman.