Forever: A Slenderman Love Story prolouge"Dammit! will you get over here!?" Slender's voice echoing harshly through the woods. "NO! How could you do it!?" "THIS ISN'T MY FAULT ANNIE!" "Don't you call me that! Don't you dare call me that!" Annabelle screamed. "You stole me. you stole me from everything i loved and cared about, you stole me!" Slender's body heated up, and he burst, "THEY SOLD YOU TO ME!!" Annabelle's angry face turned into a blank stare. "What?" Slenderman sighed. "Your village, they made a sacrifice to me. Annabelle, you're part Slender. They fear you. They got rid of you. If you go back now, They will kill you."More Like This
"I don't believe you!" She turned away from him. Her long, blue dress, now covered with dirt, flowed as she turned. "Annabelle, stop!" She walked away, ignoring Slender. "Annabelle, i love you." She stopped. Her back still turned. "I'm going back."
Slender felt a jabbing pain course through his body. His love was not returned. The curse he had been put under had been fulfilled once again, for the 300t
Between reality and fictionMy True Horror StoryMore Like This
As a human being, imagination can sometimes be very hard to understand and to control. We say children have a fertile imagination compared to most adults. They learn, their brain is growing, taking form. But also because they tend to notice details we, adults, don't take the time to see anymore... feelings adults just try to forget and lock away.
When I was young, I had a lot of problems sleeping at night because of some kind of paranoia. Ok, to be honest, this little paranoia was not so special since there actually was mice running through my ceiling and biting the walls. Nothing to help a child calming down and have a good night of sleep. But these things happen to all children, you might remember it happening to you. Waking up screaming after a nightmare, hearing something, seeing something strange preventing you from sleeping afterward. Dad! Mom! But today, that's not what I wish to tell.
I was... 9 years old maybe. As I said, I tended to paranoid
Seven Minutes in Heaven - Trenderman…something cold. Your fingers pinch a narrow strip of metal and pull out a pair of glasses. You give a frown and neatly fold them back up, handing them over to Trender. The fashionable Slender places the spectacles back in their proper place upon his face before standing up and setting his book down in his chair.More Like This
“Very well, let’s get on with it.”
You can’t help but feel more than a little annoyed at his cold demeanor. Does nothing faze this guy? With a shake of your head, you follow Splendor as he walks up and opens the door to the closet with a smile.
“Play nice, you two!” he says with a wink. Trender just responds with an unamused sigh.
You walk in, and the door snaps shut behind you. You find yourself disconcerted by the fact that it’s really dark in there. It doesn’t help that you can practically feel Trender eyeing you up.
“I never did care for these sorts of childish games
Seven Minutes in Heaven [SlendersXReader] IntroIt wasn’t often that you got invited to parties. Your social life hadn’t exactly been cupcakes and confetti, with most of the people you care to talk to only being online. Your computer had become your best friend, and the glow of a monitor screen your disco lights. The only party music you needed could be played from your headset or, when no one else was home, the set of speakers connected to your tower. That’s why it struck you as odd when a black envelope arrived in your mailbox on Halloween morning. There was no return address written on it, but it had an old-timey wax seal stamped on the back.More Like This
Cautiously, your fingers pried open the seal and lifted the flap, some of the wax sticking under your nails as you removed it. What was revealed was a black card, glossy and smooth, with a strange red symbol printed on the front. It looked like a smiley face, although it appeared to be lacking eyes. Maybe it was a misprint?