Slender man's daughter

I haven't ever seen my dad, probably a good thing, if you see him you will die an unexplained death. It would be comfort to think if he ever saw me, he would know who I am, but in reality, I don't think he would care. Though I need to find out, so I will need to find him.


4. 4

I followed the woman to her house without speaking a word, adding to the awkwardness. Her home was a creepy, old Victorian house, that seemed to be stuck in the Victorian time.

"Johnny!A girl has come to speak to you!"Yelled the lady.

"Coming."Yelled back a deep voice.

She motioned for me to sit down in the living room while she got me a drink. The boy, he looked about 14, came and sat down next to me on the floral sofa. He looked just like his mother. Soft brown eyes, flicked mouse blond hair.

"Hi."He smiled.

"Hey." I replied, as usual awkward.

"So you want to know about the sighting?"

I nodded vigorously.

"Well, I was in the forest with my mates. As a joke we were playing hide and seek and it was my turn to hide. I went too deep in the forest, where the trees are a meter thick and in most parts its almost completely overgrown. Instantly I could feel a presence watching me from a distance. I was lucky that I didn't ignore it, because I saw him out the corner of my eye and as I turned around he teleported a few meters closer, and that's when I ran as fast as I could, yelled for my mates to go home and ran home myself."

He then smiled and shrugged.

"Could you explain what he looked like?"I asked curious to see if he had changed at all.

"Ghostly pale skin, very tall and slim.Holes for eyes.Some suit. I didn't see much, but I knew it was him." He shrugged again.

"Thanks for telling me your story."

I left without another word, I needed to get to the forest before it got too dark.


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