Slender

Chapter 1

This is not my story, I'm putting this out there for others to read. I can't write slender based stories for crap, honest thoughts. this is a great story a person mad and it was sad that it didn't have anymore to it.

You may start reading~

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In a two-story house deep in the forest I live with my rich so called "mother" and "father" who adopted me when I was three years old. They say they wanted a quiet place to live but really, they just wanted a place where they could yell at each other without having annoyed neighbors constantly calling in for a noise complaint. It's midnight and I'm under my bed, holding my hands over my ears trying to block out the yelling from downstairs. I hate it when they fight, more than anything in the world. My heartbeat quickens as the sound of glass breaking and moving furniture grows.

I can't take it anymore. I get out from underneath my bed, get quickly dressed and sneak downstairs. They were in the living room so I was able to get past without them noticing me. I headed to the garage. Closing the garage door ever so quietly I head over to the black spray-painted bike. Getting it ready I open up the garage door letting the terrible noise it makes echo throughout the house. Jumping on my bike quickly I ride out of the garage leaving it open. I immediately take the man-made path into the forest far away from my home. The path lasted very long and I planned to ride most of it.

Just about a mile away from my home I finally come to a stop. Putting on the brake, I put my back to a near by tree throwing my head up at the sky.

Putting my hands into my pockets I feel a cold thin plastic, It was my mp3 player. I must have left it in there. Only If I had my earphones then I'd be able to drain out all the yelling that echoed through my head. I close my eyes and listen to the silence. A familiar feeling comes over me as I opened my eyes to see a small fog drifting in. I did like the fog so this encouraged me to continue the path, but on foot.

I had only walked a very small amount until I noticed something in the distance. A wired fence stood blocking the path. It was definitely too long to walk around. The thought of climbing the fence nudged at me but I knew this is not something I'd do. Yet, at that moment annoyed by my parents constant bickering, I felt as though I had nothing to lose. Out of the complete opposite thing I'd ever do I started to climb the fence. Luckily, it was a normal one because there were no twirled wires on top to electrocute people or whatever there for. More cautious than ever I lift my leg over the top and slowly climb down. I was inside and a little bit scared, but more surprised for the decision I had made.

Taking a deep breath I continued the path not bothered by the fact that I had just trespassed. Only two minutes in and I already found myself walking into a big empty area where only a single leafless tree stood. I was surprised by how intimidating it was compared to the rest of the forest. The single path then split into two from there. Deciding to take the right path I walk around the tree. That's when I saw in the corner of my eye, a piece of paper nailed to the bark. Letting my curiosity take over as any human would do I turned and walked over to the note. It was written in the kind of scribbled manner that you'd see in a horror movie. "LEAVE ME ALONE" It read with a frightening tree drawn next to it. Is this some sort of prank? Moments past as I stared mesmerized by the note. That's when I felt someone's eyes focus on me.

The fog was much heavier now. The atmosphere hardened. The dark night echoed around me. A small spark of fear enlightened in me as I become stiff, scared to turn around and see something there. Such fear clawed at my mind as I stared at the note and it only became worse the longer I stood. This was the first time I ever felt frightened by the forest. As much as I wanted to head back to my bike right away, my stupid curiosity needed to be answered first.

Pushing all thoughts aside I fearlessly turned around letting my eyes focus on what ever could be behind me. I flinched at the sight, for someone was there. On the path that I had planned to go down stood a figure with a great height. About ten meters away stood a faceless man wearing a black suit...? his abnormally long arms at his sides. A terrifying feeling shook my body. I was astonished to see nothing where his face should be. It was baffling, he had no face, nothing to express himself with. Shaking, I stared at the pale surface that stood out from the black forest. I was stunned by the thought of such a horrifying existence and his ridiculous height just made it worse. My stomach twisted and turned, I should be running, not standing. So why, why can't I move? This man was mocking me with logic, everything I've learned, thrown away. Black tentacles that had looked like shadows at first came unraveling from behind his back. As if a bomb with warning had gone off inside me I turned around and started sprinting as fast as I could. Yet... how could you run from something like that?

After climbing over the fence I dart to my bike while turning around quickly to see if he had followed me. Breathing hard I let out a sigh of relief to the sight of nothing but an empty pathway. Turning back around my heart jumped out of my chest as I gasped loudly for he stood there. Out of fear I immediately stumbled back and started running blindly into the forest leaving the safety of the path. Running the fastest I've ever had In my life a terrible feeling of dieing stabbed at me as tears soaked my vision. I couldn't help but keep looking back to see if he was there only to be right. I knew I couldn't keep this pace up forever and either way it be no use even if I could. Just as I started to feel tired adrenal kicked in and pushed at me. And at the very moment I turned around to check to see if he was still after me, I tripped over something hard with a thud. Luckily, My hands broke my fall.

Seconds past of silence as I lay motionless on the dirt of the forest, trembling and overwhelmed. My arms just barely holding me up off the ground as the rest of my body lay lifeless. I look at my scratched up, bloody hands as my knees start to sting painfully. I clenched my hands letting the pain echo throughout my body as the memory of the note flashes back. "Leave you alone...?" I laugh in search for his sympathy. "LEAVE YOU ALONE?! LEAVE ME ALONE! Leave... Leave me alone..." I sniffled and cried from my angry words. I didn't want to hear anymore yelling.

I felt his not existent eyes stare at my pitiful form. I felt no point in trying to run anymore. Getting off the ground, I stand bent over. It hurts too much to move my legs and my scratched up knees made sure of this. Making myself stand up straight I hold onto myself for comfort. Moving one leg and then the other, I limp slowly forward. I was too tired to walk and didn't care enough to hide. I pick a near by tree to lay against. The cold outdoors numbed me yet, the pitch-black night pleasantly blinded me. With the last amount of bravery I had, I look up to search the forest for the faceless man. Luckily, he was no where to be seen but I knew, that this was not enough to comfort me.