Mell

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I start running as fast as I can. I wouldn't want mommy to ground me! So I run far enough so she can't find me. I stop and take a breath. I look up wide eyed. I see this tall slender figure wearing a tuxedo, white porcelain skin, and black tentacles. He has no face features. I scream as loud as my lungs let me. He starts walking to me and quickly puts a white long sharp finger nailed hand on my mouth. I froze stiff. I remember his name. My friends told me about him like some sort of fairy tale, a bad one. He is slender man.

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