My name is the same as my profiles name. Messenger, if you will. My role fits me better. I have a story, maybe you'll hear it one day. Maybe not. I'm thirteen, I have been for awhile. I am currently in hiding. 'Slenderman' as you all like to call him cannot harm me as of right now. He is not aware of my actions. I am not allowed to be here. Yet, as I am no longer afraid of death like I once was, I am doing as I please. Granted, this is not the greatest idea and I have no doubt I will be prosecuted when he finds me. I was normal, like you. Once. Or never. I can't remember. I was simply chosen for this fate. You should be lucky you're still around to read this.
YOU ARE READING
If I May Have A Moment Of Your Time
ParanormalIf you're someone into "Creepypastas", do yourself a favor and read this. If you don't want your perception of them to be ruined, then I would suggest you not read this. You can call me a liar, and others can call the ones who listen deaf. But w...
