I clip my bubble earrings on befor pulling my hat on as well as my sweater, joseph's star sat high and proud on my hat. I walk down the stairs and grab my bag before getting ushered out the door and into the car. "Hey sweetie, you excited about your new school?"
I look at my adoptive mother abigail, she was nicer than the last one so was the father. I shake my head yes, not wanting to speak. Fearing my voice would crack or i would stutter, i'm ten years old and starting fourth grade. "Angel, you ok?" i only noded still not wanting to talk. Abigail sighed. "It's ok, i know you don't like talking much." she pulled into the school driveway and parked the car, she got out of the car and walked over to my side of the car. She opened my door and i retrieved my bag, before i got out and took her offered hand. She led me to the school and led me to a room with numbers over the door, the door we stopped in front of was room 146. All prime numbers. Abigail opened the door and walked into the room.
I looked at the other students as the teacher walked to the front of the room. "Children, we have a new student today. Her name is angel, angel why don't you introduce yourself?" i heard the door close and i looked over to where abigail once stood, she was no longer there thoe. I shake my head no. the teacher looked unhappy. "All right then, why don't you go sit down by james." she pointed towards a desk in the back of the room near the window. I sat down and pushed my bag under my chair. I looked to the front of the room and tried to pay attention, but it looked like something she had learned i'm the second grade so i spaced out and started to draw the man that normally snuck into my room with a red and orange hoodie.
"Angel?" my head snapped up. "I asked if you would like to try a problem?" all i did was stand and grab a piece of chalk and did the problem. 26= 12x+10. It was an easy problem. In my last school i was in calculus. I subtracted the ten from the first ten and the twentysix, i got 16=12x. I then divided them both by twelve, i got one point three continues 1.3. The teacher looked at me confused. "Angel how did you get the answer without the use of a calculator?" i look at the teacher before terning and walking back to my seat, before crossing my arms and looking out the window. Not caring about the teacher still asking me for an explanation, i still ignored her. I can't stand what teachers always wanted me to talk. The bell rings signaling time for lunch, i grab my bag and line up with the other students. The teacher leads us out to the cafeteria, by the end of the day i was ready to snap.
Abigail came to pick me up and she saw the dark aura around me. Before the teacher could stop us i dragged abigail back to the car, she shrugged and got in front of the weal and drove us home. That night the man in the orange and red hoodie snuck into my room with some books and candy, my dark brown eyes were darker than usual and my tawny brown hair was matted to my forehead with sweat.
"H-hey kiddo, you ok? You look depressed." i look up at the hooded man that called himself hoodie. I shook my head.
"I-i don't l-l-like my new scho-school." i stuttered out.
Hoodie face looked unchanging, because of the mask. "Did they pick one you?" i shook my head.
"I-i-it was the teacher, s-s-s-s-she kept asking me to speak, a-a-and didn't stop asking me q-questions." my stuttering was even worse.
"Would y-y-you like to leave with m-m-me?" hoodie never asked me this before.
"B-b-but h-hoodie, what a-about memory t-t-time? You s-s-said you'd help me r-r-remember my past." i stutter out.
"O-oh right, i a-almost forgot." he sat next to me on the bed. "O-ok, ummm s-sit down and c-close your e-eyes and t-think back." i did as i was told and then it felt as if i was falling, when the sensation stopped i look around.
I saw a baby in the arms of a friend of hoodie i think his name is masky, the baby had pale brown hair and bright brown eyes. It looks like me in my adoption papers.
"Hoodie your little girl is soooo cute!" masky squealed. Making the baby me giggel. I heard a little static making the baby cry out in pain.
"S-slenderman, what a-are you doing to my daughter?" hoodie looked up behind masky to see a tall faceless man.
"I'm preparing her so she'll be prepared for the road in front of her, so every day i'll give her a small static attack." he placed his hands behind his back and the static stopped. The next one was of me running around the house with a knife running after a man with a messed up face. That is until the knife was pulled out of my hand. "Hoodie, angel got ahold of jeff's knife again!" hoodie rushed in and picked me up.
"H-hey little t-troublemaker." hoodies mask was off and I saw bright green eyes and a bright smiel that reminds me of my own. "Hee hee! Daddy!" Little me throws her arms around hoodie's neck and hugs him.
The Sean again switches and little me is chasing a butterfly in the woods, I chase it and soon come out neer a park. There's kids all around me I start to play with them soon it gets dark and the kids start to go home I stay and continue to play untell morning. I end up passing out from exhaustion, when I wake up I'm in a police station. I look around and a officer comes up to me.
"Little girl, what's your name?" As he asks me I shake my head no. "D-daddy says i-im not allowed to t-talk to strangers." I cross my arm's and tern away from the officer.I open my eyes and see hoodie had taken off his mask and had the same face as the man I calld daddy in the past. "D-daddy?" I ask on the verge of tears, his head shot up as the word left my mouth. He nodes and I feel a slight seance of pain as I hear static, I look around the room and see slenderman siting on my desk chair. I smile as my daddy wraps me in a hug, all I do is nuzzle close and fall asleep in his arms smiling.

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if CP's had daughters
Fanfictiona little sappy and some are short. but most are of little girls finally finding there true home with there true family's. non of the previos kids will apear in any story that doesn't preteen to them. sorry for any missspeles.