Confessions of a Slenderman Fangirl Part 2Confessions of a Slenderman Fangirl Part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My heart almost slowed to a complete stop. That was something that happened to me a lot.
Instead of my hart rate speeding up when I was afraid, it slowed down.
No... It can't be...
I can't move... I don't want to... But I do...
What is this...?
Every muscle in my body froze. I was beyond traumatized.
The voice I heard, sounded so strange... like a dark echo of a thousand voices... but yet...
It sounded so comforting...
It knows my name...
I closed my eyes and slowly turned around. I tried to speak but my voice came out as a pitiful squeak.
I reached my hand out and touched... fabric?
Thats when I opened my eyes.
It was dark...
I was no longer in the woods.
I was back in my basement.
I felt someone pull me close to them.
"I see that you are no longer a child..." The voice said. "It has been a long time hasn't it Ella?"
I could tell that whoever this was, they were male, and they knew me.
Confessions of a Slenderman Fangirl Part 1I grew up in a small town.Confessions of a Slenderman Fangirl Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I wasn't anything special.
Just an ordinary girl.
In an ordinary house,
with a not-so-ordinary secret...
It started when I was a child.
I used to get this strange dream... it repeated every few weeks or so...
but it was always the same...
I was alone... I'm my basement. It was dark...
I was afraid. I kept calling up the stairs for my Grandpa... I was to scared to climb the stairs.
Then the door at the top of the stairs opened...
It wasn't my Grandpa.
I saw it... It... was...
A man stood at the top of the stairs... He was so tall...
He had on a suit and tie, kinda like the one Daddy used to wear when he visited me.
It had no bright colors, just a black suit and a black tie, with a white shirt underneath.
That wasn't what scared me...
His face... Where was his face!?!
He had no face.... I
Deaths Diary (Entry 29)Deaths Diary (Entry 29)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Let’s talk about something that I’ve gotten many requests to talk about…the afterlife. It seems odd that I haven’t spoken about this as of yet…mostly because I AM the one who takes you there…so why would I wait so long to start doing an entire entry on one? Well, the reason is that many of you won’t agree with me. Many of you will hear what I have to say and disregard it. The fact of the matter is that all people have their own opinion or prediction about what it is like after they are dead. Is there really a Heaven and Hell or is it just an empty void? Do you really reincarnate or do you have to face a judgment? I get asked that question constantly, so now it’s time I talk about it.
Before I do though, a word of warning…what I have to say will probably surprise you…and some of you may not like what you hear. All I ask is that you be respectful and that you be open-minded. The truth is that I do not ente
Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 6You walked home by yourself, Amberlyn wanted to go out with her friends after school and Dante, Jeff, Jane, Tim, and BEN, left rather early.Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 62 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'They're a nice group. I'm glad I made friends on the first day.' You thought, ringing the doorbell to the mansion's front door. Tira opens it and lets you in.
"Hey _____! How was your first day?" Aunt Kathy asks. She was sitting on the living room sofa watching the news.
You smiled. "It was nice. I made a lot of friends."
You headed up to your bedroom, tossing your backpack on the floor and diving onto your bed.
You grabbed the Tv remote and turned on the Tv, flipping idly through the seemingly limitless channels.
Suddenly your phone began ringing. You checked the caller I.D.
It was Amberlyn.
You pressed the answer button and held the phone up to your ear.
"What's up Amber?"
"Nothin' much, just wanted to make sure you got home alright."
"That's nice of you, Yeah I'm fine." You chuckled.
"Okay, I'll see
Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 3"Nice to meet you Jeff." You smiled, This guy was unbelievably gorgeous.Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'm ________." You said.
"Are you going to that school over there?" He pointed to the school that you saw earlier.
"Yeah, me and my cousin Amberlyn are going there."
"Amberlyn...huh..." Jeff thought for a moment. "You mean Amberlyn Fitzgerald? The one who lives in the mansion near Evergreen woods?"
"Yup, that's my cousin. I live there with her." You replied.
"Oh, Your parents too?" He looked completely absorbed in the conversation.
"No uh... My parents died in a plane crash a few weeks ago." You frowned, Bad memories flooding back into your mind. Jeff must have sensed your sadness.
"Wow... mine did too- They were killed I mean. So was my brother..." He looked as if he were about to cry. "I live with my friends. You'll probably see them when you come to school."
"Oh... I'm really sorry...for you loss" You said.
Jeff looked down at his cell phone. "Whoops... I gotta get going- It's uh... getting late."
Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 4You awoke to your alarm clock beeping.Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Smashing your hand on the 'off' button, you slipped out of bed and into the shower.
You had decided your first outfit the night before,
A (f/c) V-neck T-shirt and black skinny jeans, silver earrings And (f/c) Converses. You combed out your (h/c) hair and grabbed your backpack.
You headed downstairs and went into the kitchen. Amberlyn was standing next to the breakfast bar, eating toast. She looked....
She had on a green silk mini dress, gold sparkly gladiator heels with matching stud earrings, and funky wooden bracelets. Her long blond hair was wavy and fell over on shoulder.
She smiled brilliantly spinning in a circle.
"Sooooo how do I look?"
"Wow Amber you look cool!" You smiled, Amberlyn was always stylish.
"Ready to go?" She asked, picking up her gold designer purse and heading for the door.
You grabbed a pop-tart from the table and followed Amber.
"So.... When's the bus coming?" You asked
Amberlyn looked at you like you had ju
Deaths Diary (Entry 17)Deaths Diary (Entry 17)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The time period in which I earned the appearance of a skeleton demon with a scythe and dark clothing was during the Black Plague. Though I disagree with that idea that I am a demon or skeletal monster I can understand why mankind would associate the plague with an evil manifestation. Sometimes I, myself believe that plague and disease is the work of the devil but no actually it is not. Allow me to discuss with you about illness and plague.
I can't even begin to name all of the different diseases that have appeared over the years, and I despise almost all of them. Many of your sci-fi and horror stories involve pandemics of biblical proportions ravaging the earth, and the reason why is obvious. I find it astonishing that you humans can all be so fragile, intelligent, and creative; all live on the same rock and only find new ways of killing each other. Half of the diseases that have been released on the world in epidemic fashion have been caused by huma
Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 2You tried to shake the feeling, but you just couldn't.Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You found yourself walking into the woods. It was surprisingly dark and cold.
Crickets chirped noisily all around you, your feet crunching over dead leaves and snapping trees. You heard a rustling noise and a flash of something white, but you just thought it was a bird. Continuing deeper into the woods, you started to feel like you were being watched.
You stopped in front of a lard cedar tree, and sat down underneath it. You trailed your fingers in the soft dirt absentmindedly, Humming to yourself. You felt a strange sense of freedom and peace unlike anything you've ever felt before. You remembered a song that your mother used to sing to you before you went to sleep, when you were a child. It was a strange song and you didn't know what the words meant, but you still loved to sing it. You closed you eyes.
"Little child, so afraid
Hiding from the darkness,
Hear my voice, soft and warm
Listen as it sings,
Love fills, an empty heart
Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) PrologueThe man picked up speed, but you could tell by his exhausted breaths that he was getting tired. He have to stop chasing you at some point right? You tripped on something hard and fell to the ground. The man was now only a few yards away. You quickly scrambled to your feet and took off again, turning to see where the man was.Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Somebody help me!" You tied to scream but your voice came out as a raspy whisper.
Suddenly your head collided with a low hanging tree branch. You staggered back and everything started spinning. You tried to run again but couldn't see where you were going.
You backed up against a tree just as the man pulled out a gun and pointed it at your face.
"Don't make me kill you! He hissed.
Out of the corner of your eye you saw a dark figure running towards you.
You heard a gun shot as the figure pushed you out of the way of the bullet.
It stood up and lunged at the man. You heard a bone breaking sound and an ear piercing scream. Blood splattered on your face....
Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 5You sped down the hallway toward the Cafeteria, thankful to get away from Jason. You walked through the door that said: Cafe, and nearly passed out...Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The cafeteria was... awesome!
Round tables different colors were filled with loud students eating what looked like food you would find at a five star restaurant in New York City. There was even music playing
You saw Jane walking towards you.
"Hey _______. Lets go to my table."
She grabbed your arm and pulled you to a table next to a window, sitting there was Ben, Tim, Jeff and Dante.
You sat between Jane and Jeff, to her insisting.
"Hey good to see you." Jeff smiled.
"Hi." You waved at him and everyone at the table.
"This is Tim Sutton, Jeffery Woods, Ben Hylian, and Dante-" Jane started.
"We already met her." Everyone said in unison.
"Cool then. Since no introductions need to be made... Lets go get something to eat!"
Everyone stood and entered the lunch line, except Ben and Dante.
"Don't worry about us, we already ate." Dante said.
Death Diary (Entry 39)Death Diary (Entry 39)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A couple of years ago, a heavy break out of swine flu struck a few towns in the United States. This outbreak was severe...so much so that it brought me along with it. I didn't think much of it as I walked into the emergency rooms to collect the souls within...until I saw who was inside. I should have realized who it was earlier of course...who else could it have been? Standing there in all of his despicable arrogance was none other than Pestilence.
I don't like Pestilence...of all the Horsemen, I detest him the most. True, Famine maybe disgusting and War maybe out of control and barbaric at times, but Pestilence is a twisted piece of filth. Oddly enough though, Pestilence hates me just as much. See, the other Horsemen see me as the end result of their games. When their fun is at an end, they know I'm going to show up. Pestilence doesn't see it that way. Rather, Pestilence views me as an obstacle to his experiments.
Pestilence likes to take the form of a middle aged ma
Deaths Diary (Entry 7)Deaths Diary (Entry 7)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As I write this 7th entry, I am reminded of periods in history that shaped human reception and opinion of me. I am writing these entries so that you might learn more about who I really am and how I see things so it is only reasonable that I present to you a few of the ways in which you humans have imagined and envisioned me
There are plenty of years and dates in history that leave a bitter taste in my mouth and a massive headache to deal with. God, just thinking about some of those days drives me mad. One that I remember extremely well is 1346 That had to be one of the worst years I've ever had the displeasure of working in, not only because it was a horrible year of history, but because it started a trend and stereotypical image of me that I can't stand. It was the year that Europe experienced the worst of the Black Plague and it was also the year that humans decided that I would look good in all black and with a scythe.
I've said before that I am not a fan
Deaths Diary (Entry 1)Deaths Diary (Entry 1)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Before I get started, there's one thing I want you to know: I am not evil! I promise you that I am not evil or sinister by any definition of the words. History isn't very kind to me; often giving a negative view of me. I want you to know that I am not bad I promise you that I am not. Please do not be afraid of me there is nothing to be afraid of. Despite what you may think or hear about me, I'm not evil but I can also see how people would think that I am. My job isn't a happy one.
Forgive me. I must confess that I'm not good at this kind of thing. I've never had the opportunity to express my opinions and viewpoints on things. Hell, I've never really had the time to sit down and write in a diary before, so I'm not really very experienced at this kind of thing. I'll do my best to be clear and understandable. You have to believe me when I say that what I will tell you isn't something that most people can take lightly.
I'm not going to bother with introduct
Death Diary (Entry 33)Death Diary (Entry 33)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ever since I started this diary, I have been asked questions about spiritual things...in particular, the events mentioned in the Book of Revelation, the last part of the Bible, written by the apostle John when he was taken to Heaven and shown what will happen at the end of the age. People often ask me questions concerning this book. So, I guess I'll talk a little about it. Let me start by saying that this is an uncomfortable book to talk about. To be honest, I don't know everything about what it says...I can only speculate. Only my Creator knows it's meaning...with that said, I will do my best to answer the questions you've asked.
The first major topic that I've been asked about is the Devil himself, Satan...but I call him Lucifer. Many people ask me about Lucifer because many people associate me with him. I have said many times that I serve God, not the devil, so people ask me what my relationship is with the devil and what I know about him. Is he really a monster?
Deaths Diary (Entry 31)Deaths Diary (Entry 31)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I would like to take a moment to discuss my job. I have talked about many memories and I have brought up my view points on very many things...but I don't really talk about my job that often. I feel like this is something that I should have brought up earlier. So, for that reason, I shall take the time to explain how and why I do what I do.
There are many who believe that they can do what I do...others believe that my job is a sinister affair, and thus label me as a "Grim Reaper." As I've said before, I am not a grim reaper. I am not skeleton in a dark cloak, and I do not carry a large scythe to cut down innocent people. The fact is that my job just doesn't work that way. The reaper concept leads to the belief that when I come for a soul, I cleave through the person with a blade and remove the soul as it kicks and screams in my hands. Then some have followed this up by claiming that I escort the soul to Hell...which is again false. The further I am from that damned plac
Deaths Diary (Entry 23)Deaths Diary (Entry 23)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Here's something that probably will surprise you: I can't stand cigarettes. It's like people are creating legal ways to kill themselves. In fact, I'm not a big fan of alcoholics or drug users either. In fact, I simply can't stand them. They make my job hell and they hurt people more than I ever could. Do you know how many people I have visited in hospitals, gasping to breathe through scorched and blackened lungs that have spent years ingesting that blasted smoke? Do you know how many car accidents I have witnessed that involved someone drinking themselves into a bloody stupor? No no you don't.
In fact, I don't either. I don't want to know. It's a sad time for me only a few weeks ago, I went to a car accident in the middle of the night. I came for a young girl who was just leaving her prom night. She was drunk out of her mind and she wrecked. She was killed by the collision. I removed her soul before the car even stopped spinning. As I pulled
Deaths Diary (Entry 8)Deaths Diary (Entry 8)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It is a common misconception that I am a war monger; that death and war are bound together. Although I'll admit that war and I are very connected, I do not love war. I believe that war is necessary in some ways. After all, the Lord has gone to war before, and he uses war for the good of his children. I also see some of the needs that war brings. However, that doesn't mean I love war. I am no war monger however, there are plenty of humans that are and when those humans show their faces and bare their arms then I have to get involved. One war monger and killer whose actions forever are burned into my memory is, of course, Adolf Hitler.
Hitler was a mad man he was a brilliant speaker and a powerful leader but he was mad. I know what kind of man he was I know his insanity I know because I witnessed his madness first hand. Did he himself know the amount of suffering he brought on the Jews? Did he himself understand the amount of death, misery,
Death Diary (Entry 43)Death Diary (Entry 43)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tonight, I’m not in the best of moods, I’m afraid. I said that I was going to enjoy tonight and go trick or treating and have fun. Yes, that was the plan…and admittedly, I did get to go out and enjoy myself a little…but I can’t help but feel a little angry. There was nothing wrong with the trick or treating part…that part was just fine. It’s what happened earlier in the day that got me angry. I never go a day without a little work…and I can’t always pick the manner in which I must do my job…but those circumstances can just ruin my mood in drastic ways.
I detest suicide.
Let me make this clear, before I go any further: I don’t give a damn about reason when it comes to suicide. Whatever your reason is, suicide is still suicide. It’s selfish, and I can’t stand it. It complicates my job and hurts other people around them.
With that said, I’ve noticed that there are certain peop
Deaths Diary (Entry 18)Deaths Diary (Entry 18)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Today, I have been given another request to discuss a group of people that I find endlessly hilarious. This group of people could apparently predict the end of the world and disappeared before anyone could call them on it. The Mayan civilization and history is just too funny. How can people today take them seriously about predictions on the end of the world, when they're government was destroyed internally?
One step at a time, I guess. Let's focus on the end of the 2012 stuff first, because I love that whole theory.
I will give the Mayan's credit, they were very advanced and intelligent people. They made major strides and movements in the ways of science engineering, and math. They were a very well put together and scientifically brilliant. That said, what made you think that they were qualified to predict the END of the WORLD?! At least with other end of the world predictions there was some reasoning. People believed that the year 2000 or the year 1500 or even 1945
Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 7*Beep!* *Beep!* Beep!*Faceless (Slenderman x Reader) Part 72 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Mmmmmhhh..." You groaned sitting up to turn off your morning alarm.
Suddenly a wave of confusion hit you. Like....
Like you were forgetting something important.
You jumped out of bed and looked around, your Tv was still on, playing early morning cartoons.
"Oh wait... Thats right. I fell asleep..." You muttered, heading to the bathroom to take a shower.
You dressed in a simple black hoodie with the words 'Make Pasta Not War' on it and faded blue jeans.
You brushed your hair but stopped abruptly when you looked at yourself in the mirror.
You were so pale...
You shook your head and grabbed your backpack
Walking down the stairs you began to feel lightheaded.
Amberlyn was already dressed in a lavender silk top, a plaid skirt, and gray flats.
She spotted you, a look of concern on her face.
"You alright _____? You look washed out." She frowned. "You want some of my makeup?"
"N-no... I'm fine. I'm just really sleepy." You muttered, following Amberlyn out t
Deaths Diary (Entry 12)Deaths Diary (Entry 12)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What is it that frightens you? After all this time, I hardly need to tell you that there is no need to be afraid of me. However, I would like to explore the concept of fear. The ideas and the effects it has, if you'll permit me. Don't misunderstand me, fear has its benefits and it can be necessary. A man without fear is a fool. But there are some things that you humans fear that you just don't need to, like me.
So why do you humans fear me? I think the correct way to answer that is to explain why children fear the dark, or certain humans are afraid of any form of god or deity. Some humans are afraid of the future why? Because the one thing humans fear most is that which they do not know or understand. You fear the dark because you don't know what lies within. You fear me because you do not know what fate awaits you after me. You fear the future because you do not know what will happen to you. You fear God because you do not know him and you cannot study him. It i
Deaths Diary (Entry 5)Deaths Diary (Entry 5)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One group of people that I have had many memories of is the Jews. I must say that I've seen those people quite frequently in the time that I have been at this job. Lord knows that I could tell you so many stories about my relationship with the Jewish people, but if you want to know about those, you don't have to come to me. All of those stories are already written down in the Bible. I've read the Bible many times (especially the ones written in the Gideon Version, which I find quite often in hospital rooms) and I will tell you with absolute honesty that I have never read a more spiritually and historically correct book. I know this, because I've been involved in most of those stories.
With that said, there are some details that I would like to add that maybe you didn't know about one specifically. Recently, I've been to Egypt quite a lot because of violent riots, and while there, I can't help but to recall the days in which God went to war with the Egyptian gods in his
Deaths Diary (Entry 4)Deaths Diary (Entry 4)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You never forget do you?
You never ever forget the first time you do something. The first time you get married. The first time you go to school. The first time you ride a bike. God, I wish that I could think back on such pleasant memories but no. No, I can never forget the first time I removed a soul. I will never forget my first day on the job. It all started with Abel
Do you want to know what I find most disturbing about my first day on the job? The most disturbing thing is that this first one wasn't a natural one. Abel didn't meet me through old age or sickness no Abel met me because of homicide. How twistedly and disgustingly ironic that my first would also be my first homicide. I remember it I remember it so well. It's as if I were still standing in that field now.
It was cloudy that day, it could have rained. In fact, I have a feeling that the weather itself knew what was about to happen and it was ready to mourn. Why not? My work brings pain. I was