Thats all this is.
Sol, my fathers death, and the Slender.
We quickly fled the house.
The sun was already starting to set.
No, no no no!
I began running forward, screaming.
I know that she died, but we did see Anna & Melodys bodies.
"Emerald!" my father yanked hard on my arm.
He slapped me.
"We don't use that language."
I spat in his face & ran.
I slowly put the key into the lock, it went in, and I slowly turned it until I heard a click! and I opened the door slowly, a loud creeeek! following.
Light poured into the room from the window, and we all steeped inside.
We were breathless.
All over the walls, was papers coverd in black crayon, marker, or maybe Sharpie.
All of the drawings were the same.
All about The Slender Man.
I looked around. Everything was thrown around frantically.
We continued looking around the weird house.
Kate...who is she? Is this her house?
"Everythings a mess, who could live here?"
My father sounded like my mother.
In the living room, the T.V. was leaned up against the wall behind it, couch cushions are all over the floor.
Papers & magazines are everywhere, scattered.
A picture is on the floor, the glass frame is broken.
The Slender must've scared you pretty bad, Kate.
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