Slendy's little girl

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I walk back to my "room". It's a tree that's been knocked over and a few branches as a roof. A tote bag full of my stuff lies in my bedroom. I can't stop thinking about Dar, I can't believe I made a friend who wasn't a proxy. I can't tell anyone about this, especially my father. He would kill him, but I have a plan.

"Happy birthday," my father "says." I look up at the tall, well suited man.

"Thanks," I say. He is holding hands with a little girl. Her hair is in golden curls and she is wearing a blue and white dress. Her white shoes have little flowers on them and she is Caucasian. She holds onto a blue balloon.

"I don't see my friend; I thought you said her party was out here. Well, you didn't actually say it, but when I asked if you were her dad and if you knew where the party was you-"she is cute off when he quickly kills her. Blood splatters on her blue dress and blue balloon. It floats away, but my dad catches it with one of his tentacles.

He hands me the gift in the bag she was holding. That little girl never made it to the party.

"Thanks," I say looking down at the gift. I open it, it's a teddy bear with markers and buttons to customize it. I gently put him near the other who is resting on my pillow.

"I'll sow buttons over Tedward's missing eye," I say looking at my dark purple teddy bear.

"I'm glad you like it."

"Hey dad, I was thinking, could I do a proxy's job?"

"What?"

"You know, spot where the humans are?" I ask. He nods. After eating a birthday cake he probably got from the poor kid's mother, I thank him. As much as I was saddened to know he killed them, it shows he cares about me.

I couldn't help but picture a party for me as a kid. Proxy's all sitting down at a table. Dar would be the kid I couldn't invite. Their goodie bags would probably be full of organs and knives.

The only advantage I get in life is if other people die. Let that sink in. What a terrible person I must be just for existing.