You’re one of the creepypasta’s missing child (Say which one) and now an orphan. You were at a park after you were scolded by the head mistress of the orphanage for something you didn’t do when you saw lots of kids playing together. You didn’t mind any of it but thought it was weird that many kids were playing together but whatever. You minded your business, no one bothered you and you drew contently, not knowing Slenderman’s daughter just found you.