My name is Emerald Dawn. I'm a 14 year old pre-teen girl...in case you couldn't tell by my name. I'm going to tell you a true story. The story on how I was the lone serviver in the attack of The Slender Man.
Everything I'm about to tell you, is real...be warned...
It was a cool evening in December, so cool that it was snowing.
I had my two best friends with me, a 12 year old named Anna, about to be 13 in a week, and her sister, Melody, turning 10 in 2 months.
Anna & Melody were playing tag in the backyard, I was making snow angles, when Anna got the idea to play hide-and-seek untill the sun sets. Melody thought it was great.
"Emerald," Anna said, "Wanna join us?"
I crossed my arms.
"You both know I'm horrible at hide-and-seek!" I whined like a 5 year old.
Melody chuckled.
"Alright suit yourself!"
They both ran off into the forest. Seconds after they'd gone running into the woods, something caught my eye.
"Hm?" I turned my head. Why did it feel like I was being watched...?
After a good solid minute or two, I saw him...a tall, thin man in a dark suit, red tie. His arms past were any normal humans arms would stop. He was the tallest man I'd ever seen. Maybe 7 or 8 foot tall? But the worst part...he had no face...
To be continued...
Everything I'm about to tell you, is real...be warned...
It was a cool evening in December, so cool that it was snowing.
I had my two best friends with me, a 12 year old named Anna, about to be 13 in a week, and her sister, Melody, turning 10 in 2 months.
Anna & Melody were playing tag in the backyard, I was making snow angles, when Anna got the idea to play hide-and-seek untill the sun sets. Melody thought it was great.
"Emerald," Anna said, "Wanna join us?"
I crossed my arms.
"You both know I'm horrible at hide-and-seek!" I whined like a 5 year old.
Melody chuckled.
"Alright suit yourself!"
They both ran off into the forest. Seconds after they'd gone running into the woods, something caught my eye.
"Hm?" I turned my head. Why did it feel like I was being watched...?
After a good solid minute or two, I saw him...a tall, thin man in a dark suit, red tie. His arms past were any normal humans arms would stop. He was the tallest man I'd ever seen. Maybe 7 or 8 foot tall? But the worst part...he had no face...
To be continued...
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Because I'm too lazy to type it again. :P I wrote this poem because I just graduated a school and it's really sad, and I do not like the idea of leaving all of my friends. I know that there are a few that I'll never see again. So I kind of vented about it through this poem. I hope it's good. Hgfan5602 is such an inspiration, so this is pretty much dedicated to them. I've always stunk at poems, and I haven't written one in ages, so I hope this will suffice as a decent piece of poetry.
Because I'm too lazy to type it again. :P I wrote this poem because I just graduated a school and it's really sad, and I do not like the idea of leaving all of my friends. I know that there are a few that I'll never see again. So I kind of vented about it through this poem. I hope it's good. Hgfan5602 is such an inspiration, so this is pretty much dedicated to them. I've always stunk at poems, and I haven't written one in ages, so I hope this will suffice as a decent piece of poetry.
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