Nightmare

Sleeping May Seem Nice

   Sleeping is what I think about

      Sleeping before I was awaken that night

        That Night of the Accident 

          The Night My Family died

             Now I cannot sleep anymore

               God How I would love to sleep

                  But I am terrified by a man

                    A man with no face

                      Tentacles that seem to come from nowhere

                        I wish he would grab me.

                          Grab me from this nightmare

                             Please Grab me!

Imaginary Friend part 1

      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.

Killjoy

   "This is breaking! 15 murders at once! Who could be responsible for this day of blood?" The news reporter said.

      A girl girl stepped out from the bed of a married couple. Just hours ago this couple was joy and happiness in one. Now they are dead corpses, bleeding from their wounds this girl inflicted. Killing joy was all this girl know about.

            She was nicknamed "Killjoy". She loved seeing the joy from peoples life drain. She had a model for her killings, Jeff the Killer.

       She loved Jeff and always wanted to see him. His pale skin, blackened hair, eyes and mouth of a monster. Killjoy lived to mock Jeff with his killing but found no joy. Her looks didn't even look like Jeff's.                                       Her bright pink face, green eyes, red hair, and a smile that set back people to a different world.
Of course this was the case, for her a while ago. She was a happy 16 year old girl. Normal life you might say. Had everything, a lover, a nice boyfriend, good grades, looks to kill, and siblings she could pick on. Then she heard about  Jeff the killer was in her town. She was frightened.
                     "Brother, oh small brother guess what!" She yelled but no answer came. She heard a scream come from the bathroom.
                   "Okay, nice brother have sex with your girlfriend but don't scream like a little sissy!" She yelled. She decided to  go and actually see why her brother was screaming for.  She opened the door to find her brother dead. Suddenly the joy in her life was gone. Was this work of Jeff the Killer?
We shall never know. But she never called the police not even to think about it. She just sat there laughing hysterically.
                "Ha, ha I-I wonder who did this! was it you Mr. Jeff the Killer." She laughed and grabbed  her brother's arm. She started to dry his body. His limp body on this stairs made this cracking noise not the noise you would usually think a body going down the stairs would make.
                   The last step made this sickening crack. This did not bother her she just stared and laughed about how she was going to bury her dead brother. She heard a door bell ring. She went into the kitchen and got out a butcher knife.
This knife was sharper than usual. She went back to the door.
"Hello. Who is this?" She asked trying not to sound above normal.
"Hello, this is the police. Open up!" They said alarmed about what is happening. She opened the door and rushed at their heads. She swinged her knife and hit the first police officer. His head rolled down the porch steps.
She laughed with the knife at her knees. The other police officer ran for his life. He didn't get far, for a unknown person killed him.
"Go to Sleep!" that stranger said.
"W-Who's there?" She asked. She dropped her knife.
"No one in particular." the stranger said.  He came into more blackness and ran. All she saw was a white hoody.  Who was this mysterious person?  Was it a boy or a girl? Was this Jeff the Killer? Or was this some psychopath?
That is what led to Killjoy to her murderous spree. To killing the joyous couple to get Jeff the Killer. For her waiting for Jeff the Killer.
WAITING FOR THIS MAN...

Chapter 4

   When she told Jessica to get out of the room she leaned towards me. I swallowed hard. Man, I thought, what is she got to do with me? So what I have an erection, doesn't mean she has to hit on me!
  What the hell am I thinking? Of course I would love for her to blow me. I am starting to be like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. This side is Dr. Jekyll, which is my normal side. The other side is Mr. Hyde but nicer, like a reversed Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
  But anyway, wait why did she just unzip my pants? Other side shut up, I want her to do that. My hands and my other side differ'ed, they pushed her off.
 "Okay it's your decision. There is some lotion and tissues in the bathrooms." she said somewhat mad.
 " Wait, wait, please?" I said grabbing her. She turned around with a very wide smile that showed off her pearl white teeth. She pushed me to a wall. Oh yeah, I thought, guess she will be good.
 She pulled down my pants, bloody and ripped. She started playing with my bulge
 "Oh my I didn't know you could get harder!" she said wile pulling down my underwear. My dick didn't go the slightest bit down. She then stood up and looked into my eyes. She took off her frilly blue thong.
  Then she pulled up her black skirt. I decided to put my fingers into her wet pussy. She started moaning. I then started playing with her clitoris. She pushed herself to the wall, shaking a picture I didn't know was there.
 I looked at the picture while I was pleasuring her. There was a guy in the photo I haven't seen yet.
  "Don't worry about that guy in the picture. Oh god, stick your hard cock in me." She said grabbing my dick.
 "Whoa not with out protection." I said backing away a little.
 " I want another child, a normal one in fact, please? You could stay here. Stay away from big bad Slenderman."
 " I am only 23, how old are you? 39, 40, 52?"
"34 years old, now stick it in me!"she said. I gave in to her pleads. I started teasing the flaps to the entrance. The got past the flaps and went slow. She positioned herself to were I had to hold her. I put her legs onto my shoulders. I started gradually getting faster. She moaned  at the top of her lungs. I cummed into her ass.
  She went down and started blowing me. I was shocked at how good she was. She licked my crown and started playing with my balls. She then started to suck, I couldn't help but grab her head.
   I pushed her black hair back and forth. She had the look of enjoyment. That made me happy. I got the urge to cum again. I then cummed on her face, she looked excited like this never happened to her. I picked her up, and put her on the love-seat.
  She passed out naked. I didn't know what to do, so I just decided to put on her clothes. But I put my clothes on first. Once I put on her clothes, i decided to take a quick shower. I went and asked Jessica where was a bathroom She told me that I passed one. I feel like a complete idiot. I went into the bathroom and found the tub filled it with water. Once the water was in the tub, I sat down.

Chapter 3

    I awake from my sleep. I am in a strange place. It not the hospital. It is a room painted a bright blue. It is a fairly large room.
 I decided to look around. I hit a dresser. It had six drawers, the long type of drawers. It was made out of pressed wood. I walk away from the dresser.
  "Well isn't this fucking great!" I said out loud. I didn't know where I am. I think I made loud noises. I was hoping that this is the little girl's house so I walked out the door. I walked down some stairs.
 They were long and narrow. It seemed like awhile before I got to the bottom. The little girl was right at the end of the stairs.
  "Mom, Lan is up." She yelled. How did she know my name?
  "Show him to the living room." The girl's mom yelled.
  "What is your name little girl? I seem to forgot!" I asked.
  "It's Jessica!" she replied.
   "Thank you!" I said with a smile.
   Why does her name sound so, so, never mind. Ugh, not not these damned headaches again. I am trying to remember to fast or think when the headaches happen. Jessica led me to the living room.
 Jessica's mom was sitting on a love-seat. It looked like leather and midnight black colored.
 "Sit here Lan." she pointed right next to her. God she looks hot. Oh crap did I just get a boner, not now, please not now.
 "Jessica please leave the room." she instructed.
 "Yes mama" Jessica answered back. Jessica left the room. Leaving her mother and me alone.
 "Well, well, well, look at what you got." she said smiling.

Chapter Two

  As I am in the bed, the little girl goes up to me and says something in a voice I couldn't hear. I got up from the bed and started walking towards the girl. She started moving away. Fuck, I thought, trying to get the IV off me.
  "Hey girl what's the matter?" I asked.
  "Huh, why are you off your bed?" she said confused at what I said.
 "You were in my room You said something that I couldn't hear."
  "Not again, I am sorry"
 "Huh? What do you mean again?"
  "I-I-It's nothing. By the way we never got to introduce each other. I am Jessica."
 " I am Lan. Nice to meet you Jessica. What is your mother's name?"
  " Her name is...." she tried to finish but she cut herself off. She then came to a stare. I wonder why she does that, I thought, why is this girl so strange. It suddenly got dark in the hallway.
  "Jessica, Jessica, where are you?" I heard her mother yelling. I saw her running. Her tits bouncing with every step. She slowed to a stop. She looked at me with eyes of worry.
  "Shit not again." she said with a very worried tone.
  "Why does this happen to her?" I asked. Suddenly the lights went back on. I blacked out. I can heardly remember the lady and the little girl. All I remember is going to a hospital and a little girl saying her name. Ugh, my head hurts just thinking about it. I should go to sleep.

Slenderman's Game: Chapter One

   A windy night, sparkling with stars. Waking to crickets, do their cricket thing.  The tall grass covering me body, my face was awed by the spectral of this damned night.  How it became damned, not even I know. I don't even remember how I came here.
  I get up from the tall grass with crickets jumping off me. I brush them off the best I could. Fixing my blonde hair from it dangling from my bloody forehead.  Well isn't this fucking great, I said, I don't even know where the fuck I am. Ugh, my head hurts.
  Somehow I see a light from the tall grass. I start running towards it, wondering if it will be a person that will help me. The light keeps getting further, suddenly I feel a sharp pain my my leg. I fall down, squishing some crickets.
  The light started coming back, back to me. I was cautious of what this person holding the light was.
  "Hello? Who is following me?" this voice said.
  "Hello! I am not following you. I just wanted to know if you will help m..." I wanted to finish my sentence but the pain my leg was almost unbearable. I screamed out in pain from the sharpness. The light then ran up faster. I saw a girl about ten or twelve years old.  Her hair seemed black, eyes were green, and she seemed already almost fully developed.
  "What are you doing here? Why are injured?..." She kept asking question. I blacked out before I could say anything to her. All I remember next is waking up in a hospital. The white walls with the white floors and ceilings. Scaring me half to death. The little girl right next to me.
  " You blacked out so I ran home and got my mother to take you to the hospital." She says while pointing to her mother. The mother was hot, big tits, long black hair reaching to her ass, her blue eyes, and a nice baby doll face.
  "I see you where at the woods. Even I am confused." She said, giving her daughter orders to get out.
  "Why did you send her out?" I asked, ever so confused.
  "Have you seen a man? A man with a lengthy body, no face, and claws for hands?" She asked with a worried face on.
   "That is the only thing I remember. So yes I did see a man like that." I said.
   "Shit, he finally caught up." She said pacing my room.
  "Why is it so important?"
   " Because that guy is named the Slenderman. He is dangerous. He kills people. Takes their souls why they are sleeping. Erases memories of beloved ones. You are lucky that my daughter found you, because what state you are in is the final stage of he killing of the person."
 "Oh, well I guess I am lucky." I laughed with a scared edge.

Bloody Slendy

Slender Slender Slender

Where are you Slender?

I am waiting.

Waiting for a hero

A hero to help me

Help me from my Pain

Pain of losing my self

Losing my humanity

Humanity that once helped me

Helped me with life

Life I am giving away

Away from my Family

Family that hates me

Hates me so dearly

Dearly as you're face

Face that you don't have

You need a soul

Soul of mine that is awaiting

Awaiting for you to come.

Come and get me

Get me from my dream

Dream I have been living in

Living in this hell of a dream

Hell of a life

Life that I was born in a dream

Born with no face you were

Face that I have that you could use

Use for you to become human

Human for you not for me

Slender, Slender, Slender.

Where are you?

Picture by Me

I am waiting in a tunnel for you.

For you to come 

Come for me my dear child

I need you're soul 

You're life

The life you are giving away.

Come my dear child..

Come.

Face the blood that you're family will lose

The blood on my hands will be you'res.

You will join the blood of others

The blood that I shed for my life

To live

You don't want to live but I do

Life is what I crave

You will give me your body.

I will accept

You can not back away

In this tunnel

This black tunnel

I need a face for my life. 

I will live and you will die

The Blood is what I need to become whole

Just give me you're life and we all will be in peace

Peace that we are all looking for

Just come here 

Faster my dear

Yes

There we go.

Thanks for you're blood and you're soul

I am happy

Now die in vain

My dear foolish child

 

Hold Me.

Picture Belongs to YouthCat

Just a dark night

A man standing at my door

Long and White

A suit and no face.

He Creep-ed closer

He had no face not even ears.

I could see as he went closer

on this dark night

Gone he was.

I went back to sleep 

Only to wake up again.

Something holding my hand.

The man at my door was in my room

Holding my hand.

He spoke of my death.

He wanted to take me to a place

a pain free place

A place where I would find friends

Family he said.

I held his hand and went with him

He said he was the Der Großmann   

I left.

Left to a nice place

A place of Peace

of Family

Of friends

of Der Großmann.