My Little Helper. CreepyPasta×Child!Reader

Cry Those Salty Tears.

  You woke up again the next day feeling much better.  You were still forced to lay in bed which left you to your thoughts.  All you could think about while staring up at the ceiling was that you didn't want to be laying down.  You tried to make yourself think of something else, so then you began to think of the book you looked through.  You weren't learning how to read just yet.  They wanted you to learn how to talk and then learn how to read as you became better at talking and noticing the differences between the languages.  You were getting there. Slowly, but surely. You closed your eyes and let out a little sigh.  You felt your body start to tingle and twitch and you could finally hear the voice again,  you could hear the soft singing. 

You ended up falling asleep to the tune with a smile on your face. 

There was a week of total silence, total, nothingness.  Everything seemed to go as normal,  school, training,  lacking imagination.  Your three year old mind kept wandering past everything that you were being taught and instead was leading you towards the more innocent part of your brain.  You walked outside for the first time since your evaluation. It was peaceful.  You looked ahead at all of the trees and how they towered above you.  You smiled a little bit as you thought about how you were finally able to go outside. 

Slender wanted to make you go out with supervision only; but when no one stepped up to the task you took it upon yourself to go outside.  You looked around and suddenly felt the urge to explore deep into the woods.  You tried to suppress this urge but it kept calling out to you, it made you feel as if something invisible was pulling you in.  You kept trying to resist but after a while,  you couldn't.  You went walking in the woods trying to find the source of whatever was calling you into the woods. 

There was no sounds, or presence that you could feel that made you feel like there was someone around.  You traveled far taking random twists and turns, for the most part not even you know what was calling you or where it was taking you.  All you knew was that you had to let your body be taken.

You finally found yourself going to the clearing, but in a path that was unfamiliar to you. The only reason why you knew you were going that way was because you could see the break in the trees, the light that filled that area in a way that reminded you of the clearing that you loved to visit.

You got to the clearing, and you stood in a patch of wild flowers. You began to giggle when the lady from before started to form from gas. Another round of soft nursery rhymes. 

After a few minutes, the woman was fully formed. You looked up at her with big, bright moon eyes. The first thing you noticed about her, was her hight. She towered over you, causing you to back up and look up to be able to see her face.

Her skin was a perfect golden tone, as if she's been blessed with the perfect tan. Her brown eyes reflected the sun in a way that made them look like deep pools of honey. Her hair cascaded down her back and over her shoulders, the light waterfall of slightly wavy hair was a dark purple color. An almost blackish color which under the right light, Gave it just the right amount of purple. She had bangs it reached to just above her eyebrows.  She had a small nose, perfectly plumped lips. She wore a large black cloak that covered her entire body, but even without knowing what she looked like underneath, you could tell that she had a great body.

"Hello little girl, " She had a very angelic voice that left you in a trance. "I notice that you're here alone once again."

You shook your head slowly, trying not to give up the fact that you were a while away from slender. You felt extremely small when she stood upfront of you.  You looks up, your neck bent so far back you were almost getting dizzy from it. 

"You don't have to lie to me sweet child, I am a friend." She smiled again and she held a hand out to you.

You backed up a few steps and you looked around unsure if you should believe her or not.  "My... Papa says not to trust anyone new." Your voice was soft and strong.  You wouldn't let her know that you were almost scared now. 

"Well, your papa isn't here right now. He sent me to get you. And bring you back. He didn't find it amusing when you left the house without anyone there with you." She said with a little grin.

The grin sent you many red flags. You may have been small, but you knew that magic in these woods were something that could be deceptive. You figured that she just read your mind. Or that this was a test. You shook your head at the woman. "I think that I'm just going to go home by myself." You said boldly and you turned away from her.

She let out a sharp sigh and she put a hand on your shoulder. Squeezing it. "Little Girl. If you do not comply, then I'll have to tell slender of your little secret."

You stopped dead in your tracks and you put a hand on her hand.  You noticed how it was icy cool to the touch, it made you pull your hand away fast.  "You don't know anything about me." Your little voice began to shake a little bit as the thought of your biggest secret coming to light crossed your mind.

"Yes, I'll tell him that I know it was you that broke that vase.  That precious vase that had been passed down from generation to generation. A 1600 year old vase. Smashed to pieces by a careless child. How mad he would be?" she giggled softly and she started to hum another round of nursery rhymes.

You covered your ears because you couldn't take the tune anymore.  The fact that she knew your secret meant that she had the advantage over you and you could not handle that. It made you feel nauseous. You've been holding onto that secret for six months you watched as he interrogated everyone, set strict punishments on everyone until someone confessed.  Even as he questioned you, you still managed to keep quiet.

"See darling, I guess you do have a reason to trust me. I know something that will make slender hate you, and never trust you again.  So I suggest that you follow me." she let go of your shoulder and just held it out for you to take.

You slowly turned around and looked at her with wide teary eyes and you tried to wipe them away but then the started to pour down your cheeks.  You knee that something bad was about to happen if you went with her. But there was no way that you could just run away; even if you got away you'd still have the thought of her telling your papa what happened and nothing is scarier than that. You put your small hand in hers and then you closed your eyes.

"(Y/N)! No!  LET GO OF HER." was the last thing you heard before everything went silent.

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