After getting knocked out, Slenderwoman wrapped a few of her tentacles around her waist 〈 I regret every living moment typing that.. 〉and placed her on the couch beside them carefully. If the humanoid ever had an expression, in this very moment it would've been remorse.
There they sat, one of the oldest urban legends of the world, troubled by a mirror and a girl. She didn't acknowledge the part of some locker's. Infact the slender humanoid hoped that they would be noticed but by someone more... mature. With a sight Slenderwoman stood up, and began to walk away. Needless to say, she needed a way to explain what's happening to Benny. With that thought, the tall woman walked out of the house and into the deep dark forest.
A hooded figure stepped out of the kitchen quite amused, a never ending smile plastered on their face as they looked at Benny with a devious look. "Quite an outburst back there." With that they bursted out laughing, lowering their tone quite a bit before walking foreward and into the staircase.
" I wonder why you wanted to look for me that much. How nerve racking."
They spoke firmly, the figure shook their hand, an continued upstairs to their room, a sad sight escaping their lips.
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Reflection (Discontinued)
أدب الهواةIn another dimension, where the fellow male creepypasta's were females encountered a strange, magical mirror. Could that mirror possibly mean the disappearance of the creepypastas, or a new kind of story?
