Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.

Y/n was a happy little girl until her mother left her in a forest, luckily her father slenderman found her and rescued her. Y/n lived happily with her father and became his first (and best) proxy but when slender started to collect more creepypastas slender made it a rule that she must pretend to be one of the boys. Y/n understood her father's concern and went along with his plan, I mean, after all, it was like a mission. A/N- I own nothing I'm shit at writing -I will eventually get better- this is just for fun but I'm open to constructive criticism, people pointing out mistakes and people suggesting plot lines. Also, I shouldn't need to say this but this is creepypasta so it will include mature/taboo themes so proceed with caution! and i'm an old creepypasta fan so some recent pastas may not be in this( if you want them in it message me and I can try fit them in ). thanks for checking out my story!