knowing Toby Rodgers will not be a happy ending, there's too much broken, too much to fix. How is someone suppose to forgive all the things he's done wrong, and accept the little done right? Simply accepting the existence of him is accepting failure, in keeping him sane, and yourself safe.

Your parents are killed, but you killed the killer. What if the Creepypastas are impressed by your killing skills? What will happen if you met the bad boy, Jeff the Killer

Someone has recently been leaving notes in your room. Who is your stalker, and why are they stalking you? Is it safe to write back?

~"The wind tugged at your hair as you sat on a bench and read your book. You had an uneasy feeling, like you were being watched, but you ignored it. You didn't know he was behind you."~ Living with your drunken mother had been a living hell. Everyday, you wished for nothing more than to leave. One night when you're home alone, your wish comes true. A strange boy with orange goggles and a stripped hoodie shows up and takes you to a place were there are people like you; rejects of society. For once in your life, you felt like you belonged somewhere, but your life was about to take another drastic turn. *DISCLAIMER: I do not own any if the creepypastas, their stories, or the SlenderMansion. I also do not own you x)*

You manage to escape a facility where you had been experimented on. But will you be forever free? Will things go as smoothly as you hoped?