Now, for young Joshua, leaving the mansion undetected would be the most difficult thing he'd ever done. He waited until about four in the morning, when everybody who was hunting returned to sleep. That's also around the time Slender would be in the basement to do...something. I'm gonna say that's where the washers are or something and that he's cleaning his suit. Hmm...I didn't know washers were capable of screaming in pain...Must be foreign washers.
Joshua packed only a few changes of clothes, a couple hundred dollars that Sammy had stashed away in one of her coats for some reason, and some canned food that she'd hid under the bed. He pulled on the jacket the other pastas had given her as a gift. It was a black leather coat in sort of the same style as Masky with a single red stripe around it. He slipped it on, ignoring the fact that it was way to large, then put on the hiking boots they had given him.
He slipped onto the roof, trying be quiet as possible as he made his way to the tree he and Sammy had sometimes climbed down to reach the ground without alarming the others at night. The only problem was that it was outside Sally's room and she's a ghost...so she would wake up pretty easily.
"Joshua, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to find the people who killed Sammy."
"What? Joshy no! It's to dangerous!"
"Shh! I'll be fine, I need my revenge. The people who live in this mansion should understand better than anyone else why I need to do this."
"But Jos-"
"Shh!"
"Sammy made us promise to make sure you didn't get hurt!"
"I don't need or want you guys to protect me like she did. The only way to get stronger is to get hurt. If you don't get hurt, you'll never be able to protect yourself and others from getting hurt. It's a circle that will never end. I have to go, I have to find the people who did this, even if I get killed."
"Joshua, you're my friend, I don't want you to get hurt!"
"It's not your decision." The boy turned to the tree.
"If you leave I will yell for everybody to wake up."
"Do it" Joshua pulled a pocket knife from the leather jacket "and I'll save everybody the trouble of chasing after me."
He put the knife to his throat. Sally's eyes got wide and a tear fell as she went back in her room and closed the curtains. Joshua hurried down the tree, careful to be quiet, and ran into the forest. I heard no sounds in the forest that night. Nobody ran after him, and no monsters tried to kill him despite the many warnings Ben had given him about going in the woods at night. As he ran through the trees, it reminded him back when he was little, and Sam had brought him to a forest a few times. He didn't know where that forest was, but they would walk for hours to get there.
It was so cold in that forest, unlike this one. She brought them to a small cabin, one that was empty and bare with a leaky roof and collapsing porch. Depending on the visit, they would stay there from a day to week, talking about how he was doing in kindergarten and how beautiful the trees were. They would race, their packs swung over their shoulder.
Joshua looked over his shoulder, grinning at the memory. His smile disappeared and a tear slipped as he remembered she was gone.
No, she can't be. She's not gone! She can't be, she promised!
But she was. And nothing could ever bring her back...at least, I don't want that. I want you all to cry, so I'm gonna keep her dead...possibly? I don't actually plan out my stories very far.
Lol.
Soon he came to the big creek/small river that worked as the boundary of Slender's Forest. He crossed it quickly, using a fallen tree as a bridge. As he continued through the forest, he noticed the trees looked different from what he was used to. The trees looked like the were sick compared to back there. The forest wasn't as beautiful as it was at home- I mean...the mansion.
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A Stormy House-A Creepypasta Fanfiction
HorrorWith their abusive father gone, these two children will have to find a home among the Creepypastas that have found them, sheltered them, and saved their lives. But the happiness will always be interrupted by the sorrow their father caused. Follow th...