who the Frick are you?

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   I was exhausted. The second that tall manniquin showed me my room I passed out.

THE NEXT MORNING
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"who is he?"
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."idk. Can I eat his kidneys?"
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."now, now children. We must treat him with respect."

   The voices surrounding me kept talking. I opened one eye to see a group of people staring at me. They all looked dead. I push myself trying to avoid them.

   "Shhh! He's awake!!!!" A little girl whispered. "W-where am I?" I nervously sputtered.

   "You're at my mansion" Slender spoke. His voice boomed in my mind. I rubbed my eyes as I sat up properly.

   I got a clear glimpse of who was standing around the bed. There was this little girl with brown hair and green eyes. She had a torn pink dress and blood oozing down her forehead.  There was also this guy with a navy blue mask. Looked like a fucking weirdo with the ooze dripping down the holes on his mask. 

  "You may be dismissed children" the tall figure looked at the two. They walked off as he turned to me. "There are clothes in the drawer. Come down when you're ready" Slender just... disappeared.

  I looked at the options. There was a pair of jeans and a yellow shirt with black sleeves. There.was also a skirt for some reason. I put on the shirt and jeans and stared at the skirt. I sighed and hesitantly put on the skirt. I looked at the mirror. The skirt looked so pretty. But I had to take off the skirt because......
















Nobody would accept me if I came out.

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