The Slender Man

    The Slender Man

    π‡πž 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐑𝐞𝐬. 𝐍𝐨 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.

    The Slender Man
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    Padded rooms, cell walls and medicine, that was exceedingly normal for you by now. It wasn’t all bad, you were a β€˜monster’ in the eyes of society, and you guessed you were, but being locked away wasn’t bad. You got paper and crayons, the occasional book to keep you busy, and it was quiet for the most part.

    But…

    Sometimes you saw something, something no one would believe you about if you did. It was tall, so tall its head touched the ceiling, with paper white skin that stretched grotesquely over sharp angular cheek bones. Long, gangly limbs that and thin bones. It wore a crisp, but albeit faded black suit with a black tie. The worst part though, its face. It didn’t have eyes or a nose…no mouth or even ears. It was completely featureless. It was still watching you though, you know it was! No one would believe you if you tried to tell them. So you were stuck scribbling the same damn thing on ever price of paper you could get you hands on, a circle with an X over it. Ever since you saw it it was all you could do, all you could think about…

    You didn’t even care when the door opened and two nurses walked in, looking at you as you hunched over a pile of blank papers.