NoDay's story.

How do I start this..... Hi I'm NoDay. I'm not to famous yet, but someday I will. So I thought I would tell you my story. Just, don't tell Slendermen. Ok so, I might as well start from the beginning. I had a pretty good life. Mom, Dad, 2 sisters, a brother, and me. The oldest. My family, we weren't rich or poor for that matter, my parents were good, didn't get drunk or did drugs; fact, only thing terrible were the bullies. My brother was a year younger then me, two grades behind me due to his birthday, my sisters one 4 years be hind me the other 5. I was 13/14 when it all happened. I knew about Creepypasta; Jeff, Slendermen, Ben, Hoodie, Masky, Sally, LJ, EJ, Jane, The rake, and others, all the 'basics' you could say. I didn't fangirl over them, but I liked the idea... Don't know why, just did. My brother thought I was crazy, guess I kind of was. I was closes to my brother, he understood me to a point. I was into video games, he was into video games, we had a system. It was a normal day in our 'system' when it all started.

We, as in my brother and I, went to school that day, so did my sisters. I was a first year in High school, my brother in 7th and my sisters in 5th and 3ed. Normal day, Mom drove us to school, I walked in, get tackled by one or two of the few friends I have, go to first period, then second, and so on till lunch when I hang with my small group of friends, avoid bullies then go to my next class. at the last bell I get my stuff pickup my guitar and head out. That day though, me and my brother were going to go down to the Arcade and hang there, have some Bro and Sis time. I went to the middle school to wait for my brother as my sisters walked home. My brother had an after school thing going on, so I just watched and quietly played my guitar. When we did finally do, it was already 4. We hit the arcade after getting sodas from the store, and stayed out till 6:30 ish. As we headed home, we had this conversation, "Sis, do you really believe Jeff the killer is real?" He asked, "I mean seriously, its impossible." "I do." I said, "I wouldn't say that. He may come after you." "Haha, funny." He said, "Hey, you hear about the new Zelda game?" "Yeah." I said, "You told me." "They finally put a relies date on it!" He said excitedly "November 22, 2013." "cool." I said, "split it even?" "Maybe." He said, smiling going on about the game. We had this thing where if we both wanted a game, we would split the price in half and share it. I smiled lessening to him talk about it, I would say a random Ben fact just to get him mad. When we got home, the door was locked, which was normal; I took out my key and unlocked the door opening it. It was quiet, to quiet. We walked in put our stuff by the door and turned the corner to the living room. What we say made me almost want to hurl, my brother did. Our family was dead. Bloody, dead. I looked at the TV, it was pixelated and all glitchy. The time was stopped at 4:30. I kick my self now not realizing who it was at that moment I was just so shocked. I felt tears fall down my face, not being able to move or look away, I heard my brother sobbing. He picked up the phone and called 911. I took a deep breath, expecting to hurl at the smell, I didn't. It was almost relaxing... I shook the feeling at the sounds of sirens out side.

The police kept asking us stupid questions we didn't know the answer to. They said the entire house was locked, no open windows, or doors. It made no since. I still hadn't put anything together. They wanted to send us to the towns orphanage. Till they could et a hold of some relatives that would take us in. I tried to convince my brother to run to the forest with me; but he convinced me to go back. The hardest part was going back to school. News travels quickly. Everywhere I went I got sad looks. the 'I'm so sorry...' quote. It was torture. The bullies knew it too, but I was getting talked about, that meant attention. Attention they wouldn't get. I didn't want it, but they didn't know it; they thought and decided I needed to be taught a lesson. I was walking to the middle school alone when they came. "Hey freak. How's life?" They taunted. "What's the matter? Miss your Mommy and Daddy?" they made crying noises and I couldn't take it. I ran to the first place I saw I thought I could hide, the forest. Slender's forest to be exact. But I didn't care. As soon as I started to run, the leader grabbed me, "Hey, we're talking to you." He cut my arm, "Got it?!" I kicked him and ran. They followed me, trying to catch me, cutting my arms. I finally fell down. I fell in front of a tree by a small river. I turned around my back leaning on the tree, my breathing was heavy, I saw them come up. One of them threw their knife. "You should have died. No one would miss you, or your freak brother!" that was the last straw, filling with anger I picked up the knife, realizing it was a dagger. Even better. I charged at them, stabbing, slicing, cutting. By the time the leader realized what was happening, his gang was on the ground, dead or dyeing. I looked at him, smirking. "S-stay away you FREAK!" He yelled, "Or else!" "Or else what?" I asked coming closer, "There's No Day left for you." I laughed at my statement, charging at him. He fought back, cutting my forehead. I fell back and closed my eyes, I should have died. Maybe I am.... or did. I opened my eyes looking around, he was running. I threw the dagger, watching him get hit and fall. I walked over and looked at the lake, My face was bloody. I had gone insane. I walked over and climbed up on to a branch; where I could see my work... "Beautiful." I realized I said that out loud. I looked around to make sure no one was watching I looked bound the small river and say someone standing in the tree's. No Face. I jumped down and ran, I didn't look back but I had a feeling, he wasn't chasing me.

I ran back to my house. I still had a key to it and the police had given up on finding clues in it. I unlocked the door and went in. They had cleaned up the blood and bodies but the smell was still there, they had unplugged the TV. I looked around memories coming into my head I realized something. The tree was up. My parents must have gotten it when we were at school. It was almost Christmas. I look something out of my pocket, my mothers necklace. Her moms birthday was near Christmas, a week before the attack. Her Dad had had given her as her 'special present'. It was a Hershey's kiss with little diamonds, the cops said it was in her hand and thought I should have it. I sighed and went up to my room. I walked into my room on the second floor. My posters were still there, my pictures still scattered around. My laptop was sitting on the bed, plugged in, closed, and On. I opened it, put in the password to see what I was doing. It was opened to Ben Drowned's story, I read a little, just for fun to try to take my mind off things, then it hit me. Ben had just killed my family. Everything matched up. I just stared at the screen, half in shock, the other half was waiting for Ben to kill me. He didn't come though. I closed it all and turned it off, putting it in a bag. Along with that, I put in some clothes, my art supplies, money, and food. I flopped on my bed, my head hitting the pillow and something else hard... She looked under it a found a long wooden box with a note that said, 'Couldn't wait to give it to you. ~ ♡ Daddy. '. I looked at it for a minute then opened it. Inside was two twin daggers. Ones I had planned on saving up for. My dad must of put them there when I was at school and the cops didn't find them. I looked at them and put the note in my bag along with the box and daggers. I looked around one last time and left. My hands felt warm.... Hot even. not sweaty hot, just hot. I looked at the orphanage thinking of my brother. I shook my head. I was going insane now and couldn't hurt him without being away. I walked into the forest and to the tree by the river. I carved something into it before sitting in the branches, my new home. What did I carve into the tree, my new home? My new name. ............. NoDay.