Just an over view if what I'm feeling

This is for my Papa. He was my idol and I worshiped him. He held my family together and loved unconditionally. I still miss you Papa.

We've all been there. Standing before that awful mirror picking out our flaws. With all the images of fake beauty it's a wonder we are sane. But what is real beauty or is there even still such a thing in this new digital era we live in?

A girl killer that doesn't believe that creepypastas are real that is until she comes face to face with the notorious Jeff The Killer. Will.she be spared or will she become just another toy to Slenderman?