My creepypasta experiences

Slenderman⊗

You know, maybe I am too far to be saved... I've never feared him, maybe it's because the theory I had of him watching me was true... People would say that he's brainwashing me... I don't care if he is or not. I still feel comfort in him. He makes me feel safe. Even though I know I shouldn't and I know what he does, I still see him as a father figure for some reason. I've never wanted to be a proxy. But ever since a few days ago, I had the urge to be one. It's REALLY weird to sat this, but I don't want him to leave... I want him to stay... I don't want him to leave me and I don't want to leave him... I want to stay with him forever... if that means that I have to become a proxy, then so be it. I'm tired of what I'm going through with the old hag anyway. I won't have to worry about him anymore if I become a proxy... in a way, Slenderman means so much to me... I don't even mean that in a romantic or fangirl way. I, don't know how to put it... I feel safe with and around his presence... If becoming a proxy is what it takes for me to stay with him forever, then that's what's going to happen. Don't worry, I know better. I'm not going to be like Morgan and Anissa and the others(name dropping cuz wtf not?-). People just wouldn't understand... I just want to stay... people tell me to stop talking to him and leave him. I can't. Even IF I wanted to I CAN'T, I just COULDN'T. If y'all stop hearing from me, y'all know what happened. I'll do anything to stay with him...