~Chapter 1~

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~your POV~

You ran.

You ran from home , ran from society. You had given up.

Why? What were you doing at this point? You were running into the woods to try die in peace , no sirens , no nothing.

You had escaped your uncle's house once before , but you were caught immediately after and beaten for it. This time , you had been given help.

Earlier that day you had been given a letter by a seemingly normal teenage boy. He wore a brownish hoodie with his hood up to hide his face , but you could tell he was exited because he was twitching frequently. Behind him were four other people , all with hoodies (accept one who wore a yellow jacket). One of them had an orange hoodie , another with a white one , and a black hoodie was worn too. You eyed them as they watched you expectantly , waiting for you to read the letter.

"for fuck sake just read the goddamn letter already!" said the boy with a white hoodie

"Jeff!" replied the boy with an orange hoodie

"...." you opened the letter and it read :

dear Y/N

We understand you are skilled in something of interest. I encourage you to attend a camp I have arranged for you and others like you.

Please wait by the burnt woods with any belongings (but nothing electronic) you wish to bring with you.

Do not expect to return home after.

- Slenderman

After you had read it you looked up at the boys standing in front of you.

"a-are you c-coming?"

"sure!" you said a little bit more excitedly than expected.

After arranging what was going on , you waved goodbye and ran home to pack.

tonight , I'm leaving tonight

You creeped in through your window and packed clothes , food and weapons. your uncle didn't know who you really are , what you are.

You changed into a green hoodie with your golden headband and tied your green hair into a plait. you put your vine whip onto your back and watched it wind onto your wrist.

You were different , and you loved it.

you looked at yourself i the mirror

you looked at yourself i the mirror

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perfect

you walked out and ran towards the forest , waiting for the bus.

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