The Truth and Fear of the Slender Man

Johnny's Dream

“Hey Solash, I dreamt with the Slender Man last night.”

I quickly turned to my friend Johnny, and sat on a chair next to him.

“Oooh tell me, tell me. What did you dream?” I eagerly asked

“Well, it was really weird. There were these gangsters following him, so he came to me and his face like ripped open, and he had a mouth…” And then I interrupted

“Like Venom from Spider Man?”

“Yeah! Exactly like that. And then he said: ‘Hey Johnny, I need your help!’ And I was like ‘What the hell, man?’ So I hid him from the gangsters.”

“But normal people can’t kill him.” I said

“Yeah but these were like voodoo magic gangsters of some shit.”

“Riiiiight.” I said, then I laughed

After leaving college and doing everything that needed to be done, when my eyelids seemed to reach my bellybutton, I got in my bed to sleep. Yes, there was again another dream with Slender, but this one was a dream for sure, and it was way different from the others.

I’m staying a strange hotel with my friend Johnny, in separate rooms. We’re staying here because we heard there was a Slender Man fan club in here. We searched with no avail and left to the room.

Inside the room we said good night and we both went to sleep. The night seemed to have gone in just a blink, because afterwards I woke up looking towards the wall and there I saw the shadow of a tall man. I gasped and turned around, thinking Slender was behind me, but there was nothing.

I jumped off the bed and knocked on Johnny’s door, he was already awake.

“Johnny! Johnny!”

“What, what is it?” He said peeking out the door with my 2 other friends, Tony and Sihara.

“I saw Slender’s shadow on my wall and when I turned around, nothing was there!”

All four of us went inside the room, and when we opened the door, on the glass wall at the end of it, we could see his reflection, but not him outside of the mirror. I ran to hug him, but there was something wrong: his reflection moved just like I did.

I looked at my friends who stood at the door, and looked at the whole mirror. Where is my reflection? I looked at my hands… I was Slender.

Suddenly, I was awake. I looked at the time, it was 1:38 am, and even though I was tired, I wrote everything down before I would forget it.

Too bad there are no camping sites near my college, it would be great if we could all stay here, and hope for the Slender Man to appear.

Two nights later I had again another dream with him, but this one was like the previous dreams, but rather short.

I was in a dark place; all I had in my hand was a flashlight. I turned it on and I was in a forest, just like the one from the game. I turned around and he was there, staring at me, his tentacles waving around; I could hear him snarling.

I fearlessly walked up to him, and he bent down strangely, almost in an attacking position. His face was close to mine, the snarling was louder and I could feel his breath through his face. I got closer and put his head on my shoulder hugging him. For an instant, the snarls got louder, but then, they slowly decreased until they stopped. At that moment, he hugged me and I awakened. Please let it be the weekend already, I want to camp again and face him once more, there’s got to be some way I can see him face to face again!!!