Being Friends With The Slenderman

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The Slenderman was hiding. His little snack earlier hadn't been enough to sedate his hunger so he went hunting, happening upon a child wandering around, she couldn't have been more than six, but Slenderman was hungry, and age didn't matter when his hunger was involved.

The Tall One used his "Slender-walking" and appeared behind the child, not making a sound. He tensed up and allowed his arms to elongate, stretching down to his knees as his torso and legs stretched, leaving him at around fifteen feet tall - A more than intimidating height for a six-year-old. 

Slender watched as the child glanced over her shoulder and froze slightly, no doubt sensing danger. The Tall one watched as the child spun on her heels and faced his knees, glancing sharply upwards to look him in the face, her waist length jet-black hair hanging down her back.

What happened next even The Slenderman hadn't anticipated. The young girl reached her left hand upwards, towards where Slenders right hand hung by his knee. Although she couldn't quite reach, this didn't discourage her. Slender watched as the girl frowned slightly before stretching again, tensing her small fingers as though it would get her closer to her target. 

The girl let out an annoyed huff and dropped her arm, letting them hang by her sides. "Do you know where my daddy is?" Slenderman slowly shook his head, before crouching down so he would be the same height to the little girl as a regular human male would be. The girl frowned slightly before extending her hand again. When Slender didn't respond, her frown deepend. "Mommy told me it's polite to shake hands when you introduce yourself. I'm Erica." 

Erica smiled, showing dimples in her rosy cheeks when Slender reached a long pale hand out to grasp her own lightly. She shook his hand up and down with such enthusiasm that Slender was shocked she didn't pull her arm out of the socket. Erica. The male from earlier was shouting for this child, not his mate. 

The girl looked at him as she dropped his hand, waiting - which Slender realised soon after - for him to introduce himself. "My name is Slender, Erica." he watched her look around curiously as the words whispered through her mind, her blood red dress swinging around her knees. Strange. She didn't seem scared.

"Was that you?" Slender nodded slowly, standing up and looking down at Erica. "Nice to meet you Slender." She showed her dimples again, and Slender - having an internal battle with himself - smiled a hesitant, pointy toothed smiled back. She didn't flinch like he expected, instead, her dimples deepened as she full out grinned at the tall man in front of her. 

She wouldn't be too much of a burden, and Slender supposed he could hold off his hunger until he located someone else. Nobody had ever reacted to The Slenderman in this way - treating him like another human being. He wasn't sure if he liked it or not yet, but it made him feel... nice.

The Tall One shrunk his limbs down so he reached about eight foot, before kneeling infront of the child again, her eyes following him the whole time. He extended a hand to the child.

"Let's go find your parents, Erica."

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Hey guys, so I saw a picture of Slender with a Child and the text at the begining in it, so I decided to make this story :) 

I hope it's okay, it's the first time I've written in third person xD 

Anyways, Feedbacks welcome ^_^

Picture of Slender and Erica on the side.

~ Teigan