Après avoir perdu se qui m'avait rendu heureux il y a plus de 200 ans, ce sentiment de bonheur ne m'a plus vraiment habité. Bien que je faisais tout pour ne pas revivre un événement similaire, la curiosité nous force parfois à essayer de nouvelle chose, à nous intéresser à un être qui ne nous ressemble pas mais qui nous intrigue voir plus. Et c'est ce que j'ai fais malgré les règles imposé par Slenderman. Je sais que ça la met en danger mais...je voudrai tellement revoir.

Not one of those 'romantic' lj x reader stories because that's weird. Just came up with a concept and went along with it.

Kira was no ordinary girl. She grew up in a research facility known as Phoenix Corp., used for experiments, and most of all, she had psychic powers. One day, she heard that they were going to open up her head and study her brain. Of course, she couldn't let that happen, so she escaped. As she walked through the woods near the building she used to reside in, she found a mansion. This mansion was full of killers that didn't look like normal beings.

Life is fun. And fun is Laughing Jack. The monochrome killer clown is known for killing children for his own amusement, until one day he meets a rather extraordinary girl who leaves a scar on both of their souls.

You and your friend go to a carnival, but it definitely doesn't look like it should. Dead bodies decorated the broken down circus rides, everything was run down, and there were almost no people. The people that were there looked and acted more like zombies. You see a strange monochrome man standing by the entrance. Your friend runs off, seeming to enjoy herself. Why is she acting like nothing is wrong? The man approaches you, standing about 2 feet taller than you. "Come with me," he says as he grabs your wrist and leads you out of the carnival.

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}

Ehhhhh I'll write a description later