In Search for the Truth

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This is becoming an obsession, I must find out more about the Slender Man. What is he? Have there been any actual sightings of him? I scanned YouTube and found “sightings”, most of them being hoaxes. I heard people interviewed by the police and these victims spoke of a tall, slender, faceless man in a suit taking away their children. Is Slender a kidnapper? Instead of feeling bad for the families, I feel sorry for him. Why would he do that? I need to speak… well, dream with him again, maybe the dreams are his way to speak with me and it is not just my imagination. I got many questions all over again. One last video to satisfy my curiosity almost creeped me out if it wasn’t for the fact that I like the Slender Man. In this documentary, two men went into the forest in search for him. One of them was armed and ready, yet when Slender appeared, they both ran for their lives. The armed one disappeared, leaving behind only his weapon, some of his clothes and accessories, never seen or heard of again. The second man, the one with the camera ran and got into his car, when he turned on the headlights, Slendy was there. “Slendy!” I said as I paused the video to get a better look. I was amazed and honestly did not give a fuck at the fact that a person had disappeared in his hands, or tentacles. I watched the remaining seconds of the video, the last man in his car driving away. I really need to talk with Slendy; I need to ask him so much. Afterwards I turned 180 degrees constantly, hoping to see him towering right there behind me. I give up, I’m tired and I should get some rest, perhaps tonight in my slumber he shall visit me again.

After various nights of failed attempts of talking with the Slender Man again in my dreams, I decided to give up, at least for the week. At last it’s Friday and now I’m heading back from my dorm room to my house. Luckily we did not have class today; it had been an exhausting week. Every night I looked and turned hoping to encounter him, but nothing happened. Friday night I went to sleep at about 11:30, I had to wake up early on a Saturday to get everything done early in the day, groceries, cleaning, etc. So curled up in my bed I wished and hoped as much as I could to dream with him again.

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