staring at the other kids through the window....
Their faces weren't like mine.. my face... its the color of snow, my eyes were a milky white color, barely standing out..
My hair was long and cloud white..
But I couldn't control them.. I couldn't control that static either!
My father dwells in the woods, the place my mentally insane mother fears.
All these seventeen years she has kept me locked in this fucking house.
All because The SlenderMan was my father.