Chapter 1 The Day Before

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3rd person POV

(Warning: strong language, child abuse)

              Flashback

: "Mama?" Two year old Galaxy looks up at her mother's cold blue eyes.

"Shut up, brat!" Her mother hissed at her, dragging the little girl by her arm.

Galaxy winced at the immense pain her mother is causing her arm, she didn't know what was going on. She figured that she was going to get beat up again just for being alive. They were headed to Galaxy's sister's room, not a good sign.

"BonCherii, darling?" The mother purred in a softer tone, knocking on the dark brown bedroom door.

"Yes, Mother?" BonCherii, a 13 year old girl with dirty blonde hair in a beautiful pink dress, opens the door.

"Teach this little mistake a lesson, will you?" Mother shoved Galaxy into BonCherii's arms harshly.

"Eww, get off of me!" BonCherii snapped,disgusted. She had nodded to her mother before throwing Galaxy onto the ground.

That's when BonCherii had taken a silver butter knife from her pocket and slashed her younger sister's left eye making a cut go up and down.

BonCherii's room was filled with terrible, blood-curtailing screams from the little girl pleading for the older to stop, her azure hair and pale skin stained with her own blood and tears:

Galaxy's POV

I woke up in a cold sweat, throwing off my blue blanket from my heated body.

"It's okay, Galaxy. They're gone, those people can't hurt you anymore." I curl up in a ball, talking to myself, trying to calm down. A tear or two escape my dull eye, trailing down my pale cheek.

In the middle of my mental breakdown, a familiar static fills my ears, bringing some odd comfort.

/Goodmorning, Child/ my boss, Slenderman, greeted me.

-Goodmorning, is there a reason you're greeting me? Surely I haven't done anything wrong, right?-

/No, no. I'm speaking to you because I need to see you in my office, the other proxies will be there too. Be here in 30 minutes/

-Yes, sir-

The static left and I was alone with my thoughts private again as I try to regain my composure.

'What time even is it?' I shakily look over at my alarm clock on my bedside table, it reads 8:45 am.

'Might as well take a shower,' I shrug to myself. 'It'll help take my mind off of things.'

I go over to my dresser and pick out a simple outfit: my signature dripping galaxy hoodie, black ripped jeans, and the other essentials.

I walk out of my room carrying my clothes and a towel, and go to the downstairs bathroom. It's the only one that's cleaned decently, the others are usually gross due to most of the boys in the mansion.

"Hey, Galaxy-y," I run into Toby while walking past the kitchen, the smell of bacon over-riding my nostrils, the smell making me drool a little. Toby's head twitches to the side along with his arm jutting out every so often.

"Mornin' Toby," I reply to the ticking and twitching boy. "I'll talk to you later, okay? I've gotta get to the shower before Jeff does."

Jeff and I always compete for the cleanest bathroom for showers and baths in the morning.

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