Creepypasta Dad Scenarios

when you meet, slenderman

(YOU ARE 7 YEARS OLD!!! TRIGGER WARNING!!!)
   You didn't have the, picture perfect life, but, you always tried to make the best out of it. You had a bigger sister who got everything apparently right and was the best. Your parents seemed to get her every thing she wanted. While, little ole you, we're just left behind, like her little personal shadow. Whatever she wanted was hers and hers only, whatever you wanted is forgotten about and just tossed away. But you didn't care, all you needed was a roof over your head and a bed to sleep on. Though sometimes, almost all the time, you like to go to the woods to just, take a break. You were quite young and oddly mature for your age, you also arn't very shy, but when it comes to crowds of people, that when shyness takes tole.
So now you sit on a stump in the middle of the woods you know so well, you sighed in content as the mid morning breeze flew by. Your long black hair flowing to the beet of the winds chorus. This is a place where you come to just let it all out and relax. Your surroundings are a clearing you had found one day, it was surrounded by trees and beautiful woodland animals that would come and say hi every once and a while.
But this is also a place where your thoughts run free.

"You know they don't like you"

"They probably want you dead"

"They will kill you one way or another"

"Just run away, at night it's a perfect night for running"

You sighed once more, knowing that those voices may be true, but they haven't done anything bad, sure, your family can be a bit pushy and shovey. Though they haven't done anything fatal or bad.

"Have they?" You asked yourself, you never had the best memory, but, you do remember bits and pieces, thanks to those bloody nightmares. Thanks to those, you have insomnia.
You just smiled, and did what you do alot of the time there. Fill the clearing with your sweet music.
About this time everyday, you come to practice your instrument. Your parents didn't even know you had it. But you do, and it's your favorite thing in the world, your violin.
You took it out of its homemade case and you positioned yourself to play. Violin against your chin and your bow in place, held with delicate fingers.

You began to play your sweet melody, stroking the bow across the strings gently, it felt as if you were in another place, a whole other univers, with just you and your violin.
It filled th e forest and woodland creatures all swayed to the tune, grateful for the warm feeling or gives.
But someone, or something just so happened to be in that part of the woods. He noticed the beautiful sound the instant that it started.
He knew that this girl would come to play her violin at this same exact spot, at the same exact time, every day. He actually loved your music, coming here at the same time she does just to hear your melodic music. He sighed in content as he listened and watched you.
You had long black hair, that flowed with her movements of passion. You had a pail skin tone, with red cheeks and a nose that looked as if it had been touched my jack frost himself. Your clothes consisted of just a plain grey knitted sweater, some Jean shorts with cut leggings, and a pair of knitted grey boots. your eyes shined a bright orange-ish color, making them stand out from your monochrome style. You was intriguing to say the least.
You played the last few notes to the song and heaved, you really put your heart and soul into every peice you played. You panted and caught you breath sighing. You smiled a small genuine smile, and put your violin back in its case. You then checked your watch and bolted out the clearing, you had a thing coming for you, cause it's 5 hours passed curfew.

Dreadful time skip

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING YOU TWIT!?" your mother had said, smacking you in the face, hard. "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO CLEAR TODAY, AND YOU MISSED (sister name)'s DANCE RECITAL!" your dad yelled as well, blowing a puff from his cigarette.
"I-im sorry mum, I just, lost track of the t-time." You said, cowering in fear as you held onto your burning cheek. " WELL IF YOU WERE SORRY ABOUT IT, YOU WOULD HAVE COME!" my sister yelled, joining the party and stomping on your foot, tears pooring from her blue orbs. "NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID, YOU IDIOT, YOU MADE OUR STAR CRY, NOW YOUR GONNA PAY!" my dad yelled with my mom.
" p-please , I'm sorry, I just lost track of the time, I'm sorry, I kinda forgot about you recital for a bit." You mummbled the last part, but it didn't go unherd cause your sister screached and knocked you down to the floor, grasping you neck, " YOU BITCH, HOW COULD YOU FOR GET ABOUT 'MY' DANCE RECITAL, WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN MORE IMPORTANT THAN MY RECITAL?!" she yelled in your ear.
"I-i-i *sobs* I'm sorry sis, I didn't mean it I'm sorry *coughs* please stop choking me!" You sobbed out, trying to get a grasp on her hands that were in a firm grip against your throat.
Your dad pulled her off gently and when you tried to get back up, he slammed you back down full force. You coughed and coughed, crying as well, as your dad took his cigarette and put it out by dragging it across your eye making you howl in pain, struggling to get free.
You watched as your mother and sister smashed your violin into pieces, all that hard work, all those wonderful memories, broken and shattered like glass, and my hopes for having a good family. You always thought of the good in everyone, but, this, this wasn't good as all.
All you could remember was pain and suffering, as well as betrayal as you fell into the void of unconsciousness.

The being; slender had decided to follow the musical girl home. And this was not what he expected, at all. There you were on the floor, dad on top of you, dragging a burning cigarette across your eye. And your sister and mother smashing the instrument that gave joy to the ones who herd it's melodic tune.
He saw you pass out with an expression that brought agony to his souless hole of a heart. He was enraged. He teleported inside the house, his skin that was over his mouth opening creating a cage of pail white skin to take form of a mouth, the family from hell froze and tried to scream but before it could happen, necks were snapped and limbs were torn apart, the family was in pieces, literally. All but you. You face was bloody and neck was scard and red from being strangled.
He took you in his long lanky arms and his caged mouth closed returning to its original stature. He teleported far away from the dreaded house that you could no longer call home. But slender was willing to give you a house.

With a better family.

And a better place to call your home.