Slender sam

Part 1: The explanation

Hello,my name is Dane,I'm 15 years old, and I'm a female. I'm attracted to gore and horror,and listening to music is one of my many hobbies, my favorite hobby is art. I draw basically anything, by anything, I mean anything. People have said I'm quite the "big deal",heh...I'm a bit flattered by these compliments because I don't get them often.i do consider myself strong in the artistic aspects. When it comes to aesthetic view, people say I'm the best.i see things from the best angle possible,after all we all have our problems, don't we?!? , one of them that broke me in every way was when one day after school, I was home alone, my mother wasn't home, neither was my older brother, Nay is an amazing guy, he's there when I need him and he's always getting himself into an issue to defend me. Well that same day,I decide to watch tv, as I look for something to eat, I turn on the tv ,I listen to it while I'm doing other things,then I notice that the tv is on the news, "boring..." Was the first thing that crossed my mind, as I was about to change the channel, as the man keeps talking, in the background I see a young man, he seemed quite familiar,then I get closer to the tv, then it hit me like a bullet "oh my god....." That young man, had been murdered,and.... It...was....my brother, Nay.... "Oh my god... No...no...NO!!!" The weight of my desperation brought me down to the ground, I couldn't help but to fall kneeled on the ground and sob like the end of the world was here.... The feel of rage took over me... I couldn't keep watching it, so I turned off my tv. An hour went by and my mother came through the door,her expression was plane Jane, emotionless, as if she had seen a ghost , she was pale,as soon as I ran to her and hugged her,she was cold,I freaked out,she stared at me,there was an awkward and long silence,then she dropped herself on the ground, I tried my best to pull her up "m-mom....." She stared to cry,and so did I.2 hours later,we where getting ready to go to identify the corpse in the morgue,I wanted to see my brother ...but not like this,when we went in,they uncovered him,the smell smacked my face so badly that I turned and stared to sob,my mom stood there in disbelief,the worst thing was, that my father....I mean , Mr.Shelby wasn't there.....it hurts me that even tho my brother is his only priority,he didn't even show up home, he didn't even show up here.... This is why I hate this man,he wasn't here for me,only for my brother,and when my brother dies,he isn't here,because he knows that my brother won't even know if he shows up or not.theres nothing left after we die,in my belief,and the way my parents raised me,we know that when we die, we just sleep forever,we can't even know if we die if it's in a peaceful way,it's as if you just closed your eyes and went to sleep,but you just don't dream,you don't think,you can't move, you can't talk,you can't feel,you're dead, but at the same time alive.thats how I felt when my brother was killed, he was such a good guy,never harmed anyone,only when he was younger,he would pick on a classmate named Toby Rogers, yea... I used to like Toby so much when I was smaller,but I couldn't dare talk to him,plus , my brother had told me to stay away from him,I don't understand what for but,I always did as I was told...one day, I dared talked to Toby,I discovered some stuff about him,we talked together most of the time,but he didn't want anyone to hurt me,he didn't want me to get in trouble,so we did keep it a secret for a long time,I never minded his ticks,or any of his problems,all I ever saw was a kind guy with issues,that could be fixed, couldn't it?.well I had spent most of my time with him,until one day, my brother and his friends....found out, they beat the crap out of him,I did get in the middle of it,but one of my brother's friends actually harmed me,that's when Toby snapped,he had only done this once,it went so bad that we never saw Zeth again,he moved to a different place, and we kept most of this a secret.eventually I didn't see Toby at school, that was around my 6th grade year,I was used to it,Toby would come and go,he would come to school,then get homeschooled,still,I would see him after school. When I turned 15, Toby had already turned 16, after school, he told me to meet him in a special place,when I went there,he had a bracelet on his hand,as he smiled,he grabbed my hand gently and placed it on the palm of my hand , he closed my hand and said "that's the least I could do..." Then I said "it's beautiful....thank you, where'd you get it from?" He looked down, "it belonged to my sister...." Then I remembered, I had heard his sister died in a car crash, I couldn't help but to hug him "it'll be alright Toby, I'm here..." I kept hugging him, then I kissed his cheek,he had his issues, but to me, Toby was just that same guy. After I went home, I went into my brothers room, I saw his phone on his desk,I stared at it for a moment, I didn't feel like something was right....so I grabbed his phone, closed the door quickly and quietly, and I went back to my room.i knew his phone didn't have a passcode,so I just swiped it he had this messaging app named "xend" so I decided to open it.

[end of part one]