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[Kamiller45]

I really wish we could get some stories going on

[nopurple]

((I feel bad bumping an old thread, but I think this has promise!

I screamed for help as this man threw me onto the ground and got right into my face. The scariest thing is he had NO face. No nose, no mouth, no eyes, no anything! He was a completely flat "face". His arms were as long as his legs, and they kept getting longer. They slithered around like they had no bone what so ever. He grew way taller and he definitely wasn't human. I don't know what it was.

I had very little time to ponder what this man-creature was as I felt his boneless limbs start to wrap around me. The slightest touch of these, for lack of better words, tentacles sent an intense burning sensation crawling a7cross my flesh. But I barley felt the physical pain as he drew me closer. No, I felt a pure, fresh horror I had never felt before that scared me even more then the creature itself. Mixed in was this feeling that I had lost, there was no scrap of hope left in me. They emotions made me sick and terrified, like a sudden rush of adrenaline coursing through the body and mind the split second before being hit by a car. I wanted to weep and to scream, but I felt myself go limp in his embrace. I knew it was over.

A sudden roar filled my ears, and before I knew it I was dumped on the concrete steps. Fresh waves of pain hit me, but it was so physical and normal that I felt relief. It had let go of me. The tall man-freak was reaching his limbs towards my brother. Wait, my brother? The last confusing thought drifted in my mind as I lost consciousness.

[SolDL]

And then my brother was a zombie.

[TheFallenenvoy]

Once upon a time I met a friendly person called The Slender Man

He didn't say much and had a blank expression.

We had a tea party. However I was very worried for Mrs Dolly because he insisted on pouring her drinks.

I enjoyed the cake very much, I signalled over to the waiter, HABIT, for some more on a regular basis that evening. I sat next to The Rake and Masky who were celebrating their engagement.

Later on I decided to go over to Slender Man's room for a night cap. I decided to bring baileys upon recomendation from Old Greg.

However when I opened the door I discovered my friend The Slender Man and the porcelain doll in a compromising position. The Slender Man was worried that this would undermine his respectable position in society if I was to tell any one. So he decided to eat my soul.


THE END

[Noonem]

You know it's easy to lose sight in what's going on, do you know what I mean? I spend most of my days glued to the damn computer screen. I have been like this ever since my little brother died. That's how I got here, and I don't know where I am. I don't know where I've been for the last few years, or how many years it has been. There is a number, a date, there are events from which you could bounce off of. But all the dates and numbers, the events, what's happening outside. All just blend together. Even if I could put them all together why should it matter, I'll just forget it. No connection with the outside world. No, what I could claim real, connection to the people on the internet.
It's Monday or Tuesday, where my mother came knocking on the door. Something about a funeral. Something about her "Darling" being dead. Now I fully realise that my father has died, I fully realise my mother is in pain. But I don't realise the meaning behind them, I don't realise that this all is supposed to mean something, mean what? Is it the day, what year is it? The computer calender says 2005. Two thousand and five? A tall man walks behind my mother, and what happens is what I can only describe as a feeling.
"Mother, I don't care for the funeral." I said those simple words and mother drops from my field of vision but he is already gone. I walk outside, I hadn't done this in a while, in fact I hadn't done this in a long-long time, but he was already gone. He disappeared. My mother is on her knees by porch, I glanced at her, she doesn't need me right now and I don't need her, I start running down the street. It's a beautiful Monday.