My SlenderMan experiences

How it all started.

Hello. Let me introduce myself for this journal. My name is Valerie Madeline coop. I live in Florida  and am 13. I'm in eighth grade and have a great life over all.

     I like anything scary. I love horror movies, bloody and Gorey things, and over all stuff that sends chills down the average persons spine. But I'm not like average people. I have had many paranormal experiences that you may or may not believe. This is no scary story that is fantasy. This is my real life scary story I may never get out of. 

Let's just say it all started last year, 2015, when I turned 12 years old. I was sitting in my room watching YouTube, when in the suggestion videos for my horror movie, there was something called creepypastas. And me being me, I decided to open the video and see what it had in store for me. Little did I know that was the video that would change my life. In this video, I saw a lot of strange looking 'people' that went from normal human beings to cold blooded killers. One of these characters went by the name "Jeff the killer". I looked up the person and went to images. Not only did I see really creepy spine tingling pictures, but this one drawing that said things from his age to his story. There was this one bulletin in particular that said he was a proxy of something or someone called "The SlenderMan." With me being the curious person I am, I looked up this "SlenderMan" character online. I came across a Wikipedia page that said "SlenderMan sightings." I clicked on the link and was brought to a persons experience with this character. It was a story of some guy named Noah and was apparently part of something called "Tribe Twelve" and was being haunted by this mysterious figure. I did some searching for YouTube videos and came across the ORIGIONAL video logs of this poor mans experience.

     When I saw the SlenderMan for the first time, I didn't think he was to scary. That was, until I got this strange feeling. It was that feeling you get when something bad will happen. I continued to watch this video and when I finally was at the last one, in the suggestion videos, there was this thing called "Marble Hornets." I watched it and saw once again, a lot of video entries of people's experiences and found that was the place theses two Creepypasta characters Masky and hoodie came from. That's when I started being obsessed with these strange beings.

After a few months of being absolutely obsessed with these "fake" online storys, I started to feel that they were real. From playing horror video games about these characters, to watching a guys videos on YouTube called "Mr.Betty Krueger" (comedy voice acts about creepypastas, go check it out!), I started ordering posters of my favorite characters, and basically started getting into liking this dark and spooky stuff even more. I started getting into rock bands like "Black Viel Brides", "Get Scared", "MCR", "Ghost Town", etc. I  basically started being known as that girl in school that was crazy and obsessed with scary things. People started calling me emo and I really didn't care. I enjoyed the things and that's all that mattered. 

     My fav creepypastas were and still are the following:

                1.Jeff The Killer

                2.Ticci Toby

                3.Sally Williams

                4.Jane The Killer

                5.Clockwork

                6.The Pupetteer 

                7.Zero

                8.Eyeless Jack

                9.Masky

              10.Hoddie

              13.The Bloody Painter

              15.Homicidal Lui

              16.Ben Drowned

              17.Mr.widemouth

              18.The Rake

              19.Slenderman

              20.Smile Dog

so basically I was getting overly obsessed and couldn't stop reading the storys all the way to YouTube videos and fan fictions here on wattpad. This got me into a lot of trouble though. I was basically home alone again but this time for a week. My parents were going on business trips so it was just me, alone, in my house. I was walking outside with my friends in the woods, talking about what happened at school that day. I wasn't supposed to be outside since my parents were gone but as you can tell I didn't exactly give a flying fuck. So I walked into the woods across the street from my house, and heard some wierd noises from behind us. My friend and I looked down and saw a piece of black paper that had a red circle with an x through it. I knew exactly what it was. The operator sign. At that point I though it was just a prank. Little did I know, that a force much greater then I was after me. And still is to this day...

               That's the end of entry number one. Till tomorrow