I once was a little girl. You know the ones that have little tea party with imaginary friends. Well my imaginary friend was a nice one. Well, nice as a imaginary friend. I never know what gender my imaginary friend was.
My friend was tall, almost as tall as a tree. I couldn't actually see his face. I never knew why he was that way. My friend was always there suggesting that I was to steal things from the pantry and put it near a tree down at the park. This tree never grew any leafs as I remembered. But this man made me bury them.
I followed him, just my little kid mind. Come to think of it, this man also made me do things that were unimaginable. I can't ever begin to tell you what he made me do. Just bringing them up made me think about this man.
During first grade, my friend made me take a pair of scissors and cut off some of my teacher's ear. I don't know what was going though my mind when I did that but it is scary. This friend of mine started laughing at what I did. I was scared but laughed with him. Next thing I remember that day was that I was in a room.
A pure white room came to me. I was scared, this was a place my mother told me that mental people go to. Then a door opened in that room. I screamed out for my friend. He was right there staring at me. That is all I remembered.
That next day my mother was there with big red eyes. She looked like she was crying. I ran up to her and hugged her. My friend was right next to me suggesting that I grab a chair and throw it to her. I screamed at him to stop.
"STOP!!!" I yelled. Grabbing my mother and I ran. A big man grabbed me, I kicked and screamed for help.
"Stop, my friend made me do all this. STOP!!!" I said crying. Please stop, I thought. My friend just had a big grin on it's face. He was laughing while I was crying out for my mother.
That was the last time I have seen that man. That man I called a friend. But lately I been looking up about my so-called friend. I heard he was somewhat like this guy called the "Slenderman" but was more violent. He had no name, not even what people called him.
This man was naming was nothing and nothing was his name to "us". Us was all the people that seen the man. I haven't even gotten to the good part of this "research". This man was killing people with little kids. This man made them do these horrible things.
