Helena Kamishiro: My Story

Hello, my name is Helena. You've probably heard of my family. See, just found out last year about my REAL heritage. It all started when Joey, my foster brother, was helping me with my homework. He's about 17 years old, and it's just him and I in the house. My foster parents died in a car crash about a month ago. When I was about 7 or 8, that's when they told me I was adopted. I didn't really care at all, although I think I may have thrown a fit a couple times because of that. Anyways, when I finished my homework, Joey went inside the house. Before hand, I told him I was going to camp in the woods behind our house. I packed up my stuff, and left. A couple miles into the forest, I noticed a boy about my age, watching me. I usually feel cautious around the woods because Joey and his friends usually play pranks on me. I looked around to see if I could sense the object, but as soon I turned around, the boy was gone. In his a place was a tall empty faced man that I instantly recognised as Slenderman. I started walking towards him, strangely not feeling any pain. I can't believe i'm doing this! I thought. "Hello, Ms. Heathers, " Slender man greeted me. Why would he not HURT me? I'm a child. "How do you know me?" I asked, stupidity taking over me. He knows EVERYONE that knows about HIM. He nodded, like he could read my thoughts. Could he? "Listen, you aren't who think you are, " He said. He kneeled to my height, and put his arms on my shoulders. I looked at the trees behind him. "Then, who am I?" I asked, looking at his blank face. "You are not a human, you are a demon-ghoul hybrid, " He explained, "You are Zalgo and Rize Kamishiro's daughter. Sister of Lazari Swann and the seer Korbyn. The friend of all of us 'creepypastas', " He finished looking at the rock behind us. I didn't understand my facial expression. Was I excited, or horrified? Normal, or Insane? I thought. I should've known. Those weird experiences, breaking metal poles to lighting a car on fire with my bare hands. "B-but what about my appetite? Ghouls cannot go without eating a human," I asked, looking at him. Surprisingly, he laughed. "My child, " He started, "Your life of living with humans has created a blockage, so you wouldn't get sick if you didn't eat humans, ".