the slenderman
Slender-man
I've heard the stories. All of them. To be honest, they terrified me. I can't even begin to recount how many time a chill went down my spine every time I heard its name or what they called it at least. Described as a faceless tall slender man with abnormally long limbs usually depicted wearing a suit they called it Slender-man. The town seemed to grow more deserted and damp ever since the first incident occurred a few miles from here. Some poor girl went missing from her quaint little home, she was never heard from again. Now the atmosphere of my world seems bleak and dull as if I’m living in a horror film, I wasn’t the only one affected by this, the horrible atmosphere washed over the people of this town. Adding to this atmosphere it rained more often. The rain would bring with it an eerie fog that would sneak between everything like an ominous snake. The whole setting sent a chill down my spine every time I stepped foot outside of my house. As if the fog wasn’t enough, the woods that surrounded the town were just hair-raising. I swore I could hear noises, noises unlike any woodland creatures. They sounded almost human, but not quite. The trees themselves moved in quite an abnormal fashion, as if they were live soul bearing creatures. My heart skipped a beat whenever a branch creaked, I began to become very paranoid.
Then came the day when it happened. I was strolling through the town casually no one was around everything was quite except for some voice crying in the distance, I paid no attention to it. Of course, a light rain was falling, and with it the fog rolled in. I heard nothing except the light patter of the rain. That is, until another distant voice called out to me. Well of course; it was calling my name. "Hassan" the voice called. Over and over again. My eyes darted all over the place, trying to find who was calling out to me. Not a single soul in sight. Yet that eerie voice kept calling and calling so without a
I've heard the stories. All of them. To be honest, they terrified me. I can't even begin to recount how many time a chill went down my spine every time I heard its name or what they called it at least. Described as a faceless tall slender man with abnormally long limbs usually depicted wearing a suit they called it Slender-man. The town seemed to grow more deserted and damp ever since the first incident occurred a few miles from here. Some poor girl went missing from her quaint little home, she was never heard from again. Now the atmosphere of my world seems bleak and dull as if I’m living in a horror film, I wasn’t the only one affected by this, the horrible atmosphere washed over the people of this town. Adding to this atmosphere it rained more often. The rain would bring with it an eerie fog that would sneak between everything like an ominous snake. The whole setting sent a chill down my spine every time I stepped foot outside of my house. As if the fog wasn’t enough, the woods that surrounded the town were just hair-raising. I swore I could hear noises, noises unlike any woodland creatures. They sounded almost human, but not quite. The trees themselves moved in quite an abnormal fashion, as if they were live soul bearing creatures. My heart skipped a beat whenever a branch creaked, I began to become very paranoid.
Then came the day when it happened. I was strolling through the town casually no one was around everything was quite except for some voice crying in the distance, I paid no attention to it. Of course, a light rain was falling, and with it the fog rolled in. I heard nothing except the light patter of the rain. That is, until another distant voice called out to me. Well of course; it was calling my name. "Hassan" the voice called. Over and over again. My eyes darted all over the place, trying to find who was calling out to me. Not a single soul in sight. Yet that eerie voice kept calling and calling so without a