meeting the real maker

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--------------------------grace's pov---------------------

so my dad real real dad is the rake...the crawling hairless skin bone creature that runs after teens yay i love my dad........." hello darling" slenderman said to me as i flipped him off " now young lady i might not be your  real dad...anymore but you will respect me in my house" i rolled my eyes and walked away as amy grabbed slendys arm shaking her head as i walked down the forest ground  growling about everything that has happen in the past weeks. " who even is my mother then!?!?" i yelled out as i heard a branch snap as i turned around quick to find the one and only ra- father i guess " hello child i guess you know the truth now " ( i'm not sure if he can talk or not sorry if he can't once i find out ill change it) he said as i nodded " but how?" i asked him as he sighed and nodded deeper into the forest as he raced off he is quick as i staggered to keep up. as we got to the end  stopped catching my breathe and falling on my knees " the year was 1981...." he began as i shook my head " listen i already know the story just tell me how" i  said sitting down as he nodded " well i met a women in her 30's and i asked her to marry me and at our honeymoon well you know what happen and 9 months later you and casha and his real name is casper not casha but you can't name your kid casper without somebody making a joke about it right?" he said laughing some as my eyes widen " so he is my real brother" he nodded in response " where is this women that is my mother" i asked as he looked down and up to the sky waving some as i looked up without thinking i spat out " so she died " closing my mouth i said sorry as he shook his head " she was indeed by well one of the creepypastas i won't say which one so you won't hurt them" he laughed out as i frowned " do you have a picture of her " he nodded handing me a locket with him and her in it as i stared at it what seemed like hours but really only some seconds as i handed it back " i'm sorry i ever treated you badly.................................................................................................father" i spat the word father out like it was my first word but i meant it with my heart as he smiled at me.















( hey sorry sorry sorry i haven't been updating writers block and busy stuff i hope you had a good Easter and ill see you later have a good day/afternoon/night) 

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