The wrong decision

Anubis’ POV

Well, as long as I keep running, he won’t be able to chase me.No, what about my family? They’re still in there, I hope they’ll be alright. I just need to keep on running and don’t look back ‘cause that’s how he’ll catch me. No, what am I thinking?I don’t know how he does it,but he seems to know everything I do, everywhere I go. Darn, what will I do now? Wait, there’s a near police station here, But what if he catches me? What if I don’t make it in time to save my family?My mom,my dad, my little brother, what if I don’t make it in time to save them all? No, I shouldn’t think of that. Of course I’ll save them. But in order to do that, I need to protect myself too.

I need to be ready to face the Slenderman at any time! But, I can’t protect myself from anything. Even at school, I can’t protect myself from bullies and I can’t even hurt a single fly. I’m too fragile and weak to face the Slenderman alone. No, I’m not afraid. I’m not afraid of some paranormal creature that I read in creepypasta.But, I’m such an idiot, why did I open that lousy door in the first place? Why didn’t I fight back? I had the baseball bat in my hands, why didn’t I hit him in his faceless face? Why didn’t I warn my family about the Slenderman in our front door? I’m such a disaster, why do I always mess things up? Why am I always the one that makes all the big mistakes? Why do I even exist? It doesn’t matter now. I have to save my family from anything...Or die trying...

i run to the police station and storm inside.

"look, its the chick that can't fight..." one of the bullies from school said to me. however he came here, he probably did something wrong, but there is no time for that. i need to see an officer NOW! i walk to the nearest officer i see and ask him for help. off course i didn't tell him of a faceless man. i blamed it on some phychopath. not like i couldn't! 3 officers followed me as i ran back to my house. what i saw shocked me so much, i think my bones broke. there was my family. not just my father, mother and my little brother, no...  my uncle, my grandmother, my grandfather, my aunt and my cousin....

"i gathered them for the party!" stood on a page that was taped on my dads chest.

"why did he have to do this?" i ask myself. "why?".

the police officer i came to is taking care of me now. the next morning i walked to school. i was slowly shaking. some stupid bully came to me and said,

"hey, anubis. what is shaking?". everybody laughed as they saw me shake from last day. they didn't care about my family.... why was i even still alive... he let me live on purpose, didn't he... so that i could feel the ultimate pain.... real suffering is not known....

it was lunch pause and i walked outside on the playground. i sat on a bench, eating the sandwich the police officer made. he was nice, but he couldn't replace my dad.... one of those stupid bullies named 'ed' came sitting next to me. see i was all about looks and courage, but i lacked strenght and will.... the 'looks' part was not a reason i got bullied. in fact, if i didn't have that part, i would be bullied more. some of the 'bad boys' even fell in love with me. on of these was ed.

"so, baby, how have you been?". i simply ignored the dreamer.

"come one, baby. you have got to have someone around to protect you!". i wanted to walk away but ed held my hand and pulled me back.

"with your lack of strength, there oughta be someone to protect you!" he said, smiling. another boy came and grabbed me right away from ed.

"off course you want someone charming like me, right princess?". i tried to pull myself away from him, and then tony, another boy, although not a bad one, took my hand and said,

"you guys, leave her!". i pushed them all away in one swift move. they flew all over the place.

"did i do that?" i whisper to myself.

"no, i did." i hear a voice say as i turn around and see that faceless abomination again. "you!!!!" you yell. everyone is looking at you, because they see no one. the slenderman was invisible to their minds.

"i know how you feel. alone, worthless, and suicidal. but i can help you. i will protect you, and i will give you whatever you want.... and all you have to do is shake my hand....". the operator raised his hand towards me. i had no idea what to choose. but when i shook his hand, i had that feeling.... that feeling in your gut that you did something wrong....

that feeling that says....

wrong decision....