Me and my dad were going to his old friends house. His name is slenderman. He and my dad were pretty good buddies when it was the 1800s. Then my dad left because my grandpa died. His name was Lucius and my dads name is Satan. I'm only thirteen and already my dad is making me meet boys. My dad is pretty immature for being like, a thousand years old. He once poured ice water on me at one of my soccer games. I had to play the game soaking wet while my dad was laughing his ass off. Anyways, I'm packing all of my stuff right now. Another reason I'm going is because my sister is going to be there. when we was born my mother didn't like the way my dad was raising Zoe, my sister. So they got a divorce and my mom took three year old Zoe and my dad took month old me. This is the first time were going to see each other.
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I had just stepped out of the portal to Hell. My feet hit the ground with a crunch. I don't know what it was but it looked like jizz. eww. My dad chuckled at the face I had made."Its called snow"he said in a duh tone. I nodded and giggled a little. I looked around and saw we were in the woods. The trees were barren and dead looking. I blew my short black hair out of my eye and sighed. I started walking and my dad jogged up to me."your actually going the right way"he said with a bit of humor. After what seemed like hours of walking we made it to the edge of the woods. a few yards away was a large mansion."were here"dad said with glee. I started walking still carrying my suit case. I made it to the front porch and sat on the second step. Suddenly I herd loud laughter. I looked threw on of the windows and saw a boy about 18 or 19 looking at some mystical machine. He had blonde hair and pale skin. His ears were poking out from under his large green hat. His eyes were black with red pupils and had blood dripping down them onto his green tunic. He stood up and I would guess he was about 5'10. I walked back to the door and grabbed my suit case. Walking in I tried to the large living room. The boy was there dancing a victory dance I'm guessing. On the love seat next to him was a man with a huge carved smile and wide burnt eyes. His hair was long black and shaggy. His white hoody had red stains on it. Even though he had a smile still, he looked pissed."Hi"I said quietly. They looked over and the blonde smiled with pointy teeth and waved. Well it doesn't seem to bad so far ,I thought.
