TheHistoryBuff

It was in the early weeks of September that my sisters, Ariannah and Lili went back to school. Lili, the younger of the two, was often oppressed by her sister, and was often in my company. She had a tendency to look up to me as her big brother, and would often confide in me things that would be secret from the rest of the world. One September day, upon returning from school, she told about an incident at the playground, in which the teachers had to bring recess inside. She was quite upset at the change of plans, for she was forced to end her game prematurely. When I inquired further into the event, she told me that her teacher had mentioned

My knowledge of the being predates my involvement with it, and it is highly probable that it was my internet inquiries that where what brought this fate upon me and my family. By the time of our involvement, I had already watched several You Tube serials, and read several blogs about the Slenderman. I equated it to being in a horror film; a film that I could not turn off, but was still separated by that ever so flimsy fourth wall. It was not until too late did I realize that there was no such thing as a fourth wall regarding this mythos. While I had yet to see the creature itself, I knew well its form. The body, stretched to inhuman lengths,

There is an old saying, "Fear is the mind killer." By that logic, my mind was killed at least 3 months ago. These past months I have been living in a constant state of fear. A fear of the being known by many as appearing only on the internet. This fear has taxed me almost to my limits. At first, it was simply a creepy habit, a fling with the supernatural found on the web. But it soon grew into something much, much more. The exploits of others became a driving focus in my life, as I scoured the information superhighway for blogs and video postings from survivors of the being known most commonly as the Slender Man. But it was not enough that t