Well, that was something.... by Rose9227614, journal
Well, that was something....
My dad's still angry with me after what happened yesterday, so my mom told me to not use my "attitude" with him today. Because of what she said, I'm not going to talk to him today because I'm still angry with him after what he tried to do to yesterday
Followed part 2: I'm Coming by aPelican, literature
Literature
Followed part 2: I'm Coming
A good number of weeks later, the weather had taken a turn for the better, the fog was gone. The strangest thing that has happened to me since that day is I've been idly drawing circles with crosses through them and weird line trees as well. Well, I think I have anyway. The pictures happen unconsciously and when I've drawn them, I don't really know where they've come from.
I've tried to pinpoint where this habit has come from, but every time, all I can trace it back to is these strange vivid images I must've dreamed about once.
Now, a couple of days ago I'd decided to consciously draw some of these images on my whiteboard in my room, just
I walked down the street in the warm afternoon, listening to the voice of Mr Creepypasta whispering a creepy story through my headphones. I smiled in delight as the various voices and sound effects made me continually look over my shoulder.
As I looked, I glimpsed something on the downwards slope of the footpath, mostly obscured by the hill that was quite a bit behind me now. Something white a white face? A thought struck me, telling me to turn around and just keep walking. Keep calm and don't turn around, I thought, remembering one of the key rules to surviving a Slenderman encounter.
The story I was listening to was a Jeff the Kille
We sat across the table from each-other.... Slender Man and I..
He had been kind enough to bring over a 3-meat pizza.
I took a slice and ate it while he held up a clipboard and pen.
"How many mortals have you erased and rewritten this week?" He asked.
"Seven." I said. "One for each day of the week."
"Mm hm." He said, scribbling something down. "You seem more excited about it since the last time I saw you."
"Well.." I smiled. "I'm beginning to like this job, boss."
"Boss?" He said, laughing abit. "That's new."
"Well you're my boss aren't you? You give me assignments and stuff."
"I suppose so." He said taking a slice of pizz