Seeing Him for the First Time

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Slenderman

     It was a nice Saturday morning. You had just gotten up to see your mom cooking, which she only did on special occasions. "What are you cooking?" you asked.

     She turned around at you, smiling. "We just had some people move in next door into that old house. I thought I would just make them some casserole to welcome them." You smile at your mom. She was always unusually nice, especially to new people. You looked out the window to look at the other house that the new neighbors were in. You got a glimpse of someone with a mustard yellow hoodie, someone with a tan jacket, and someone who was tall. Damn you thought. The tall guy must be at least 6 ft 6.

     The tall person looked out the window. He had short black hair, stone gray eyes, and pale skin. He saw you looking at him and stared at you. You had goosebumps from the moment you two made eye contact, and you heard some kind of static. You got away from the window and went to fix yourself (your usual breakfast).

     "I'll be going over to greet them and give them the casserole around noon. Do you want to come with, Y/N?" your mom asked.

     You took a quick glance back at the window and saw the tall guy had left. You nodded your head and smiled. "Sure."

Ticci Toby

     It was another usual Friday afternoon. You just back home from school and were fixing yourself a (favorite snack). You used to be brought back from school early because of your migraines that happened a year ago, but now they suddenly stopped. You were glad, but you couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when a migraine didn't appear. With your migraines gone, your dad was able to work offshore again. He would be back from work next Friday, but until then you just hung around the house or went somewhere with your friends. Suddenly, you felt as if someone was staring at you. You look around the kitchen, but see nothing. You mentally sigh. Note to self: no more late night horror movie marathons alone you thought to yourself.

     Before leaving the kitchen, something on the corner of the window over the sink. You look closer to see a circle with a big X over it in black marker. You look out the window to catch a glimpse of someone in a brownish hoodie stained with...something running away from your house. You sigh angrily. "Probably the stupid neighbor's kid again," you mumbled.

BEN Drowned (in that mess of cables in the back of your TV)

     Your uncle had given you his old Nintendo 64 and a Majora's Mask game he found on E-Bay for Christmas. You were always a fan of original games, and one game on your list was Majora's Mask. Once you started up the game, you found that there was a profile named BEN. Guessing that was the previous owner of the game, you decided to look around. The profile glitched a lot;there was a statue that kept following you every five seconds, the texts were scrambled, and Link was awkwardly bent sideways.

      "No wonder the person sold this thing," you mumbled. You played a little longer until you couldn't stand the glitching anymore. You did a quick save and shut off the system. However, after a few seconds, the TV screen had a message pop up. "You shouldn't have done that..." You get goosebumps and turn off the TV and quickly leave the room. "Okay. That game is beyond glitched," you said.

Eyeless Jack

     After warning that hooded guy about the cannibal, you went back to your room, remembering to lock the front door of your aunt's house back up and to lock your room door and window. You went to your bed, got under covers, and tried to get back to sleep. Emphasis in tried. You had a feeling as if something, or maybe even someone, was watching you. You groaned and took a quick around the room. You thought that it was just you imagination until you did a double take at the window.

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