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It was probably just my imagination, but I thought I saw Slender Man the other day. I was riding my bike home from the park, and it was getting pretty dark. I decided to take the shortest way possible to get back home, which means I have to go past some pretty thick wooded areas. About half way up the road I saw a tall dark figure in the middle of the feild right next to me. It was tall and dark, and it kind of looke like a person. My first thought was that it was him, but I had been reading alot about him that day. And after I thought about it, it seemed a little wider than the internet describes him, so I just figured it was a dead tree. But today I went for a ride down to the park, and I decided to take the same road. And when I got to the spot where I thought I saw him, it was compleatly bare. No trees, no bushes, nothing that looked like a person in any way. It was probably my imagination, but it still freaked me out.

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Hey Guys...

Look, I don't know if anyone will read this, or care. You can think what you want of this post, but to me, it will always be real. Too real. I swear, that all of this is 100% true, and nothing has been exaggerated or lied about (even if it does sound a little crazy at times). One more time, this is so true, I'm shaking really bad and about to pee my pants...

I first heard of The Slender Man about a year ago. I was with my older brother and his friend at my church, and we were leaving to go home. We had been doing some work there, and it was dark by the time we were done. We were packing up everything in the car when my brother's friend said, "Hey, we better get going, or Slenderman will get us." That was the first time I'd ever heard the name, but to say the least, I was curious. A few nights later I asked my brother what Slenderman was, and we spent the night scaring ourselves watching stupid crap on YouTube...

Fast Forward seven months, and I'm now moved out of Wyoming and into Colorado. I was on a week-long camping trip with my best friend, and we were taking a walk through the woods at about 11:30 pm. We started talking about random scary stories, and we were doing a pretty good job of freaking each other out. Finally, I brought out the big guns. "Have you ever heard of Slenderman?" I asked. He hadn't. I proceeded to tell him everything I knew on the subject (which wasn't much at the time) and needless to say, we got pretty scared. There's something about him... "Slenderman"...even the name, it doesn't sound quite right. Later, when I would learn about the Something Awful forums, and how Slenderman came to be, I learned that people share that thought. Slenderman is a different kind of scary. Call me paranoid, but there's something about him that is seriously, really, wrong. He isn't supposed to be here. Even on SA, he seemed to come out of nowhere, instantly sparking excitment in his promoters. I noticed that after a while, everyone posting on SA was getting uneasy. They were realizing this unspoken "wrong" about The Slender Man, and although they were all having fun posting creepy pictures, everyone was getting a little scared. Of course, I didn't know any of this when I told my friend about Slenderman. We were just having fun.

We had a lot of fun the rest of the week, because no matter how you put it, people love to be scared. We tried Sleep Paralyses a few times (never a good idea, especially in a haunted forest), but nothing ever came of the Slender Man. He was just a story.

Fast Forward two more months: Now.

I took a trip to California to see my grandparents for the next two weeks, and they took me to this great beach house they bought, right up on the coast so that the high tide comes up on the steps... My grandmother told me that the attic of the place was haunted. She told me that once while sleeping up there, she was dragged out of bed by "something evil", which then rode on her back all the way down the stairs. Again, you can believe the story if you want, but I was excited. I love hearing creepy ghost stories, and I was excited to try Sleep Paralyses up there (again, another bad idea). I went up that night prepared for anything (so I thought), and fell on the bed with the TV on. I figured I would just watch TV all night, and not have to worry about the possible demons watching me. Then, the next morning, I would go downstairs and brag about how I survived a night in the "haunted attic". Wrong. The sound on the TV went out about five minutes in, and despite all my efforts, I couldn't get it working again. I gave up on the sound, and turned on the Closed Captions.

It was working great for a while, until Spongebob started telling me that I was going to die. The CC started telling me about my friend (the one from the camping trip) and how he was going to die in a horrible accident. Then it started getting creepy. It started talking about how Slenderman was already stalking us, and how after a long period of mental torture, my friend, my wife, and I, were all going to be killed.

Let me staighten a few things up: I'm a religious person, and even if you (the reader) aren't, you might still believe in some type of demonic force. Supernatural, or spiritual, or alien, you probably believe some things out there are not good. I happen to believe in all three. I assumed that whatever force was at work in the TV, it was only trying to intimidate me, not physically hurt me. I saw and heard other things that night, but I won't talk about them because it isn't really related to the story. Point is, I made whatever force was up there really mad, because I said some very rude things to it, and I don't think it took to them kindly. Or maybe I didn't make it mad; maybe it's just screwing with me. Probably the latter.

My friend and I work together as scientists (I won't name the business for legal reasons) and we both firmly believe that what is created in the mind has strong influence over what is created in what we call physical reality. The subconscious mind is a powerful tool, so powerful that it frequently spins out of control, and the bonds between dream and reality wear thin. I've been reading up on the "Tupla Theory" along with "Quantum Theory" and other things, supporting the idea that as long as the collective force of subconscious minds believe in a simple idea, this idea can physically create itself. See where I'm going with this?

I got really paranoid after my Attic Experience, and ever since then I've been checking my windows and doors for Slenderman every hour for the past week and a half. Neither my wife or my friend are in California with me, but I've been calling/texting them constantly, nearly 24-hours a day. I've been doing a lot of thinking on the subject, and (go ahead, call me crazy) I believe I have somehow created a semi-physical Slenderman to murder me, my wife, and my cousin (my friend, the scientist, is also my cousin-in-law). I've spoken with them about it, and my cousin agrees: I am in danger. I've thought about the possibility of my subconscious creating it, or possibly even more sinister. It's a real possibility to me that whatever was in that attic has either created something or transformed itself into something that resembles The Slender Man. At first, I didn't worry about it. Then I saw him.

I first saw him in the kitchen, through a pair of glass doors separating the TV room from the dining room. He was standing next to the mirror, just looking at me. I only saw him for a second before I got so scared I busted through the back door and didn't come back for a few hours. I reasoned with myself, telling my mind that it was just a projection of my increasing paranoia, but recently I've been seeing him practically everywhere... I believe I've seen him three times since my attic enounter twelve days ago. The closest he's ever been was in the kitchen, and even then I don't think it planned on killing me; it's just messing with me.

I've talked to my cousin on the subject, and we've concluded that in order to end whatever's happening, I have to kill it. I realized that because his genesis came from my subconscious, I must venture there to destroy it. Next Tuesday, when I get back to Colorado, my cousin (who is an expert in dream psychology and the dreaming mind) is going to guide me through lucid dreaming, so that I can (hopefully) track down and kill whatever is tormenting me. He reminded me that because this entity is both mental and physical, I could die or be harmed while in my dream. At the very best, my cousin expects me to go into a minor seizure while half-asleep. In other words, this threat is very real to my physical being. But I have to do this.

Whether this is the actual Slenderman, or something designed to look and act like it, my family and I are in danger. I know how much this sounds like a Sci-Fi novel (trust me, I know. I'm a scientist) and who knows, maybe it will be someday. But everything I've said in my story is 100% true, no drama added. Call me crazy, I don't care, I know how it sounds. It's all true, no BS-ing you just to make a cool story, and no lies added to scare you. Call me crazy. The Slender Man is after me. I just want you all to know that if I die, it was The Slender Man that killed me. Hopefully, if this is successful, I can post a new page declaring my success.

Until then, Cheers

I saw slenderman in my nightmares.

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So... whan i was a kid i had insomnia and had a lot of nightmares as many kids do, as i grow older all of this stoped and i didn't really had more nightmares, maybe just some bad dreams or one of those dreams you are naked in school or something like that.. but recently I've had a lot of nightmares, the ones that you wake up shaking and the cold sweat dripping from your face, and for the first time in my whole life i had sleep paralysis...and the thing i saw was slenderman. Right beside my bed, i wanted to move, but i couldn't...my arms and my legs...everything was too heavy, and he was there, watching me, taller than my door, right beside my bed. When i woke up i was shaking violently, it was a hot night, and i was sweating, cold sweat. From then on things got worse and worse, almost every night i had a nightmare, and i felt like something was watching me everytime i went to bed, when i go out i keep looking over my sholder and searching for him everywhere, sometimes i see something black and white with the corner of my eye and sometimes i even feel like someones right behind me but when i turn around there's nothing. For some time i didn't had nightmares but then...some day ago i had another nightmare. I don't know if it counts as sleep paralysis but i was in bed, facing my glass door which was coverd with the curtains and i felt something was watching me, not someone, something, and i remember thinking to myself "it's him, it's slenderman" then a voice in my head, that wasn't mine, said to close my eyes, "don't look at it or it takes you" she shaid, i shut my eye tightly and i heard static, oh god the static, it was so loud, so damm loud i thought i would blow my ears, then the scenario changed. I was in my school, surrounded by kid younger than me they all open they black eyes with red irises and said in union "close your eyes". This was a few days ago...i don't know what to think, is the slenderman chasing me? Can someone please help me? I'm scared, I'm paranoid, i can't sleep.

Who else had an experience similar to mine?

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I think I saw SlenderMan... You see, at 5:00 AM, my IPad's battery was on 10 percent. So I put on some soothing music from my Sleep Pillow app, and put it on the charger in the basement, and TRIED to sleep on the comfy bed in the basement. After a few minutes, I opened 1 eye, And I think I saw SlenderMan. Note that I am a 10 year old night owl. I wasn't at ease. I took several more peeks to confirm if it is SlenderMan. I still saw SlenderMan in each peek. I wasn't at ease, but thankfully the soothing music allowed me to sleep. I woke up the next morning feeling sick.

I'm still questioning if this was a dream or not. I still woke up on the basement bed. It was still the same bed. It seemed EXTREMELY real. I have seen SlenderMan in small glimpses outside. But this time it's an actual encounter. Well I think it is anyway.

Has anyone had similar expirience?

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Hey guys i want to share a real personal experience of mine which i strongly believe to if not be slenderman then something connected to the creature but it was definitley odd. I have a large interest in creepy things and learning about stories but when i read about them and they impact me a lot i start to feel dizzy maybe for example see my computer screen shake i guess you could call it basic symptoms of being real scaed. One night back in summer of 2016 i had read a lot of people's encounters with the paranormal and even saw videos just because i had a lot of free time but that was too much for me so i asked a friend to come over to my house and i could talk about these things and i even asked him what he had experienced, if anything at all. Long story short we ended being really interested in Slender Man and i asked him to walk around the neighboorhood sometime around 9:45 PM so we walked and talked for a bit but during the mid part of the walk we just stopped talking but took time to look at our surroundings and just glance around. we went on the same path until there was this park (sort of) with tall grass and i started thinking to myself wow! i had gotten all that cleared from my mind but then i started to sweat for some weird reason and felt a bit shaky, it was not cold but it was really strange but i just concluded it was probably because i was tired. Eventually i asked my friend to go ahead and that i would catch up in a second so afterwards i sat down and started rubbing my eyes and then i heard the most awful noise i think i have ever heard in my life,

it was this really strange ringing but it was screeching sort of at the same time. (ik it sounds weird but i cant explain it) so i started running and went to my friend and asked if he could hear that terrible noise and he looked at me all confused and he told me he heard nothing thats when i dropped to my knees and for a split second i felt this really fast but excruciating pain and i looked to my friend who was yelling things at me (i guess asking what was wrong) but i felt paralyzed so i raised my hand for him to grab it and help me up. then he felt me sweating and asked if i needed to like go to the hospital but i just was freaking out and didnt know what to do thats when i turned around and i swear to god i saw this freaky tall figure but he wasnt white like slenderman (to me anyway)

and his face was almost tan but just a little bit more pale and it scared the sh*t out of me so i screamed and then i looked at my hands and there were two exact diagonal scratches on my hand (they werent bleeding but were pink) and a neighbor came out asking if i was okay or if someone had tried to assault me and i stood there and said nothing, all scared and my friend told the lady it had looked like i had an anxiety attack and afterwards i passed out and from there on my friend told me that she drove us home but ever since then i have not had those reactions and quit looking at creepy stuff but the reason i bring this up today is that i was cleaning out my bed today and found a wrinkly piece of paper and upon opening it up was rlly bad handwriting with the phrase "did i scare you enough?" and at first i called my friend and asked him if he was screwing around with me but he was dead serious and said no because after dropping me off he went home and he hasnt come over since its just been me going over there but let me know what you guys think im not so sure if it has anything to do with the paranormal but again, let me know what you guys' opinions are