Magic

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Call it magic
Call it true
Call it magic
When I'm with you
And I just got broken
Broken into two
Still I call it magic
When I'm next to you

And I don't, and I don't and I don't, and I don't
No, I don't,
It's true
I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't want anybody else but you
I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't
No, I don't,
It's true
I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't want anybody else but you

Ooooh ooh ooh

Call it magic
Cut me into two
And with all your magic
I disappear from view
And I can't get over
Can't get over you
Still I call it magic
You're such a precious jewel

And I don't, and I don't and I don't, and I don't
No, I don't,
It's true
I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't want anybody else but you
I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't
No, I don't,
It's true
I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't want anybody else but you

Wanna fall
I fall so far
I wanna fall
I fall so hard
And I call it magic
And I call it true
I call it magic

Ooooh ooh ooh
Ooooh ooh ooh
Ooooh ooh ooh
Ooooh ooh ooh

And if you were to ask me
After all that we've been through
Still believe in magic
Oh yes I do
Oh yes I do
Yes I do
Oh yes I do
Of course I do

Thunder roared in the sky, sending it's angry rays of lightening crashing to the earth in such force it could kill a man. The rain pored like the sky was crying, everyone was hiding in their houses. All but one person, one creature that roamed the earth for a million years, one legend everyone fears. The Slender Man. His tall torso climbed to the tallest tree, his white skin and no face glowing in the moonlight, his suit as black as night with his tie as red as a rose. He always liked to walk when it rained, no one would see him but he could see everyone. He walked to a dark path which didn't have much houses around it. He smelt something, something magical, something he never smelt before. He smelt a house.

He walked closer to it and saw it was covered in blood, many blades and sharp objects laid on the floor. And that was only the kitchen. He looked at it closer and all around it. Every room was the same mess, each worse than the last. Whosever house this may be, they are either a killer or they spilled ketchup all over the place. Yet both were wrong as he looked into the bedroom through the window. All he saw was a small frame of a young girl, long wild brown hair, pale skin as if she never got out of the house. The rest of her was covered by a thick blanket, she was sleeping.

Slenderman looked closer as he realised she lived alone, there wasn't anyone in that house but her. The strange part is, she kept the front door open, as if she was luring someone in or just begging for a killer. He didn't know why. He examined her then her room - it was empty, her walls were a dirty white and her floor had a black rug on it, her bed was in a corner between two windows, her desk on the same wall only in the other corner, with her laptop on it and some books there. Her closet was across her desk and it held so much dark clothes, he didn't ever think that there still is a girl that doesn't wear revealing clothes, but she didn't have one slutty dressing in it. It was weird since this was the 21st century. Maybe she doesn't know of the moving of the life since she was alone, maybe she still thought that the world was normal and nice.

Yet that wasn't true. She knew how the world is, she fought against it with everything she could. She doesn't want to let herself drown in the idiotic of this world, she wanted to stay normal and pure. Which she was.

Slender watches as she kept sleeping, not even flinching as thunder struck a million times. She seemed fearless. Yet so fragile. He could kill her in one swift movement and both he and his prey knew that. Yet he didn't, he found something fascinating in this young woman that he had to keep her.

He would send his most bravest killers to watch out for her for some time and give him report. If she is what Slender believes in, he will keep her as a proxy, maybe just a butler or maid or even a killer?

Who knows? But for now, she will be under watch of his most loyal killers.

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~Bella

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