Once the boy was in the orphanage bloody painter killed him. I thought him finally he will see the world as I do. So he knew but how. Oh well it won't matter or will it? Hopefully not i mean who cares not me. Wait is he pulling a trick on me he better not be because its not working. I'm tired of thinking I gonna go to sleep. I wake up to find him on top of me shirtless I throw him off me and scream. I didn't even know where I was. So I got up too look around. I'm in a house. Someone was murdered here there is blood on the walls. Wait is this the house where he killed the boys parents. It is oh my fucking hell why are we here we are going to get caught. RAWR!!! Why is he so fucking dumb. So I grab him and run. We ran into the woods and sally was there she was killing flowers. Something was wrong where was slenderman. "Sally where is your daddy" sally replied with his in the house but Jane told me to go pick flowers for a bit. Something was wrong with slenderman. Fuck!! Sally I'm going to go talk to Jane keep picking flowers OK. So I ran to the mansion to see Jane weeping and blood every where. No idea what happened or what's wrong. So I asked Jane what happens and what she said was so horrific I don't care how emotionality strong you are it will kill you. She said " after you did what you did to Toby Jeff was so torn he hated the feeling he wanted to just end it but I wouldn't let him so he...he raped me and now I'm pregnant with his kid but once I told him he tried to trick me into killing it but I wouldn't let him so he hated his self even more and he went insane and when he tried to fix it he made it worse a killed the baby by punching the crap out of me and he didn't want children in his life so he tried to kill sally but slendy got in the way and Jeff....Jeff...he... He killed.. Slendy
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The Song writer's Journal
FanfictionA depressed girls family gives her in foster care and she finds a jernoal and writes songs. And when her songs start comeing true ,and her jernoal starts to listening to her feelings who knows what will happen.