Jeff the Killer; Don't go to sleep

ch.3 Running Away and Slenderman

Ch.3

It was time to go. I was finally getting out of this place. I was going to start a new life.

I put on my black hoddie and put up the hood. Ms. Flora was taking care of the kids and Ms. Jacken's was in her office. I didn't put a note because I didn't want them to track me or anything.

I walked out the front door and out to my freedom. I walk down the street and looked at the orphanage building one last time.

I found the woods and walked in. People said not to go there at dark. I didn't know why but it wasn't dark out yet. I just enjoyed the nature around me.

I was now homeless and alone. Wow what a good start. The sarcasm was bittersweet but there was not much I could say about my situation.

(Me: sorry guys I have school)

(Jeff: oh damn it I was comeing up soon)

(Me: shh don't spoil it. Well guys I leave you with Jeff. Good luck)

(Jeff: (smile) don't worry we'll have lots of fun)

(Me: I'm back)

(Jeff: Finally)

(Me:Back to the story)

I stood on a small hill and saw the sun start to set. I pulled out my flashlight and sighed. Nothing good ever really happened to me.

The woods got thicker but nothing happened...yet.

Then I saw a lightening bolt and it started to rain lightly but then got harder. My flashlight was blinking. It was running out of light. Damn it. This was one of the worst days off my life.

It was started raining even more. If that was possible. I could barly see.

I found a clearing and saw a old two story house. My battery final ran out. I was getting very angry. First I lost my first friend that was a child. A 7 year old child. Then I had to ran away or be locked away now no flashlight and it's raining. Fuck my life!

I throw the flashlight as hard as I could and heard a small splash.

I looked at the old house and saw it was about a two yards or three away from a cliff. I must have used more streagth then I thought. Oh well. I saw the house was dark so it must have been abandoned.

(Jeff: oh im next so close)

(Me: (patt on the back) yeah yeah)

I walked on the porch and the door was black and the whole house was white. It was creepy but I had no choice. I would leave when the rain stopped. I pushed on the door and it squeaked open.

It looked pretty old and it smelled dusty and it was stuffy. I walked about four or five steps inside. Mostly ever step I took the wood squeaked.

It was creepy but hey it's either this house or a thunder storm.

I walked to what looked like a living room. I sat on a couch and layed my head on my bag.

Here I was. In a old house all alone with no home. If only my eyes were normal maybe I would have been adopted and I wouldn't be here in this hell of a mess.

I closed my eyes and sighed and decided I needed a nap.

(Jeff POV)

I was out later then I wanted but whatever what was I going to do. Someone tryed to run away. Keyword TRYED. What a pain. I really hated it when they tried to run away. It just provoked me.

I decided it was better if I stayed in a cave I found on the way home. Damn rain. I'm soaked but it did clean off my knife.

(Jeff: Finally it's my turn)

(Me: Whatever it's not that long)

(Jeff: Wha-)

(Me: Back to the story)

The police saw me which wasn't good. Lucky I had my hood up so they couldn't see my face.

Now all I could do is wait for the stupid rain to stop. I just stared at the rain at the opening of the cave. I was getting tired. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes and fell asleep. Damn I was tired.

(Jade POV)

I opened my eyes when I heard a noise from something in the house. I stayed low to make sure they didn't see me. I left my stuff on the couch and layed low on the floor.

I tried not to make to much nosie when I crawled near the nosie. This was one of the rare times that I was scared. I didn't have any type of weapon and I thought no one lived here.

A light turned on and I looked out from the corner of the couch and saw a stove and a granite counter. Must have been the kitchen. I slowly stood up and walked to the corner of the kichen opening. I slowly looked at the corner.

I couldn't believe my eyes. It couldn't be. It was Slenderman standing in front of a refrigerator. I quickly pulled back when he turned his head. This couldn't be happening. It's not possible. I slowly walked to the couch and grabbed my bag. I was getting the hell out of there. I slowly walked to the front door but one of my steps made a loud squeak. Then suddenly Slenderman appeared in front of me.

The first thing I knew about Slenderman is not to look at him. I closed my eyes tightly and covered them with my hands.

He spoke with a deep voice "Who are you?". I whimpered. I was scared more then ever. I never got scared before because I knew no one could hurt me but Slenderman was a different story.

I could feel his slim fingers go around my neck and picked me up by the throat and got tighter. I dropped my bag and it made a loud crash. He slowly tightened his grip. I tightened my eyes even more. He spoke again but in a dangerously low vocie "I will ask one more time. Who are you?". I used the rest of my strength to speak "I'm Jade". He dropped me on the floor.

I choked and gasped for air. I kept my eyes closed though. I used my hands to search for my bag but then he grabbed me by my arm and lifted me up that my legs dangled. He commanded "Open your eyes".

He nearly chocked me to death. I was to scared to disobey. I slowly opened them to see a blank white face with a twisted smile. His mouth was opened and it was pich black. His teeth where sharp. Other then that he had no eyes, no lips. He was wearing his black suit with a red tie. He was so tall. He was taller then the door.

He stopped smiling and closed his mouth, which when his mouth was closed I couldn't tell where it was anymore, and just looked at me. If he could look I didn't know. He pulled out his tentacles and used it to hold me up by my arm. He crossed his arms and seemed to study me. I scared for my life. For a few more minutes he studied me. Looking all around me. Studying me head to toe.

Then I heard a door open. Slender looked up and gave his twited smile. He spoke in a lighter darker tone "Welcome back". I turned my head to see a guy. He was wearing a white hoodie so I couldn't see who it was. He was covered in blood and had a knife.

He slowly lowered his hood. My eyes widened. It couldn't be. The news lady was right. It was a killer. It wasn't just any killer though it was Jeff the Killer.

A/N

Me: So Jeff what do you think so far?

Jeff: It's fine I guess

Me: Your so mean why am I writing this story

Jeff: Because you love my stories (smirk)

Me: Fine anyways what do you guys think? Should I continue this story? Please comment thanks for reading