《The Victims⦻》59. I think I saw what they now call "Slender Man"...

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It was in my room, always in my room. Just before the sun rose, the darkest part of the night. For a long time I slept with my door open, so that way if something was under my bed, I could just run out of the room without worrying about the door. I was cursed with a vivid mind. I dreamed in color and song. I saw what could happen anywhere with so many endings and stories to tell. Memories and imagination seemed to collide, they were both so real. Sorry I got off topic. But you can see how Monsters were something my parents told me to forget about. I saw something in my closet, I would close my eyes, only to have my mind pick up where the real world left off. I remember many monsters, all of which, as I grew older, I could see which was real and which my mind made up... all but one. Once I was told I have Bipolar Disorder and started talking medications, I told no one of what I saw. The other monsters, I believe they were from a bipolar 6 yr olds mind. But this one... It was the realest of them all.

I kept my door open, so HE would look through the crack. I would open my eyes only for a moment, HE would be there, then I would shut my eyes. I could feel Him, He wanted me to open my eyes, He wanted me to see... So I did. He was looking into the door way, his... hand thing... going through the door, resting on the light switch. Black, blacker than black, seemed to fill up behind him, like a black hole, his... hand.... had claws... fingers that ended in spikes. his body... god his body... flouted, he bobbed up and down in the door way. His face... When I try to remember his face, it's blank... or with a mad smile... it hops back and forth, like my mind just can't remember... or doesn't want to... I remember, my eyes burned from looking, but I couldn't close them. He just bobbed there. I remember wanting to cry, wanted to scream, but nothing... Even now ask I type this up, I can feel that feeling of pure... helplessness. I want to start crying now, no one would believe me, my parents were in the fucking next room... Nothing...

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I don't remember ever closing my eyes again. I just remember waking up. The Sun was shinning into my room. I could hear my parents downstairs, talking. I looked back at the door. He was gone. That night I didn't sleep. I heard... voices... in my head. They were real, HE was real.

I saw him every night for about month, His voice was there. He never got back to the door way, I never looked at him twice again. I started taking medication, and the voices went away. I closed my door and still do when I sleep, he just seemed to disappear. I told no one, I thought they would think I was crazy. Then, I found... HIM. He's this huge internet thing now... a great way to get scared hu? He is real, I can tell you that much. I can feel... that He doesn't like being recorded.

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https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/ye1aa/i_think_i_saw_what_they_now_call_slender_man/

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