simmonsa1851 (2012-12-06 22:54:37)

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Why was I still there? I had to get away from him, but he was too fast and caught up almost immediently. I know I did the right thing by looking for Mary's killer, but my life was on the line, and I was already suffering an illness and I made it worse by drinking.

I tried to retreat, but how? Then he came. Slenderman. When I saw him, I knew it was all over. His Black suit, now blood red, tore apart revealing multiple appendages that tore me apart, spreading my entrails and blood everywhere.

I opened my eyes (well, I thought they were eyes) but my vision was scratchy and gray. There were people screaming, but I didn't know why. Then I realized that I was dead and staring at my lifeless body and found out why the people were screaming. I was Slenderman.


So good for a finale, huh? Well dat's it, no mas. Now I can work on my other series, bye.

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2012-12-06 22:56:44

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simmonsa1851 (2012-12-06 22:57:46)

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I'm feelin' pretty good about myself. It's my 1st creepypasta.

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