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.


6. 6

"Hello Kaylyn, we are just here to ask some questions about a sighting a few weeks ago." Exclaims a news reporter.

I nod, feeling sheepish that I was caught in my act of family reunion. Someone had seen and watched me and my dads little meeting,took a picture and ran away to the nearest news station. 

"Firstly, why were you in the woods?"

I had made up the whole story in my head.

"I was playing a game with my friends, and I had got a little lost." I replied.

"Okay, and did you know who it was when you saw the Slender man?"Asks the news lady.

"No, I had no idea who it was, but I didn't feel afraid either."I again reply.

She nods, shes either buying it, or renting it for awhile.

"What was your reaction when you two were centimeters apart?"She asks.

"At first I was thinking, should I be afraid? But then I realised that would get me no-where."I say matter of factly.

"Okay, got it, but Kaylyn, do you know why he didn't kill you? In most of these reports i'm talking to the mother of the dead child." She said grimly.

I could of said plainly;"He is my father you idiot, isn't it obvious?" But I bottled my temper.

"No, I don't know why." Without a word I get up off the plush chair and bow to the news lady. Then I turn away and walk out of the news station. I have a feeling my dad heard the whole short report, but I think he is proud that I didn't give our secret away. As strange as it is, I love my Slender man father.

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