Am I a creep?

The beginning

How do I begin this?
I'll just start with the basics...
Hi...My name is Christian Church...
Now before you ask, I'm not Christian, not completely, my mom is a Wiccan and my grandparents are Christian, dad was never in the picture.

I guess I could say I was always the black sheep, but not in a Mary Sue way.
My autistic ass scared everyone away, and I was too young to even realize it.
I was too loud, too quiet, too much or too little!
I couldn't make anyone happy! Not to mention bullying is a bitch! I mean- he gets to call me transphobic slurs but the moment I make a yo mama comeback, im the bully?
Therapy is too expensive, and my grandparents didn't wanna deal with my bullshit.
So mom told me to pack my bags, we're moving.

The new town already had a bad feeling to it, but it was cheap.
Mom is a single mom, she can't afford much.
Still, crime and murder is around every corner, no matter how big the town is.
Not to mention the forest, it's huge, nicknamed slender forest.
Either way this isn't where I wanted to start my story, I'll tell ya when I first encountered something.

(Day 1: 2023, February 1st 10:11 AM)

Beep...beep...beep...
I had a horrible nightmare but I can't remember it.
My alarm to feed my animals went off.
Mom is at work and I dropped out of school so, I have to do morning shit.
My choppy/spiky short orange hair was a mess, and I didn't feel like brushing it.
My green eyes looked nearly gray.
I was exhausted, and I didn't even stay up late this time.
I immediately started getting dressed.
Putting on some band T-shirt, and some baggy pants, belts and other accessories.
Putting on some dark eyeshadow and Redding my lips a bit, and putting on my fake piercings, along with the fake pin clips in my cheeks.

I make my way downstairs and feed my cats and everything, and I had nothing better to do so I decided to go for one of those ghost tours they do.
Making my way out the house and down the sidewalk, I felt odd.
I felt eyes on the back of my neck, and it seemed like someone just desperately wanted to harm me, but I foolishly brushed it off.

The ghost tour was fun, and really creepy.
We went by a burnt down neighborhood, several murder houses, then the forest itself.
The forest felt like it was calling me...trying to get me further in...like a spell.
Then it's gets crazy.
I walk with the group of people on the tour when I spot something, I look on the ground and I see dry blood on some leaves...but being the dumbass I am, I leave it and forget about it.

After the ghost tour, I decided to walk the trails.
The chirping of birds, buzzing of bugs and other nature noises was calming.
But then, just for a moment, the sounds stopped, and I felt like I was being watched again.
I looked around and saw nothing, so I decided to turn back around when-

"Hi there!"
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!"
I punched someone square in the face after my girlish scream.

"Oh Jesus Christ-"
"Ow!"
"I'm so-"
"You just punched the shit outta me!"
"I know I'm so sorry-!"

The boy in front of me stood up and fixed himself.
He had on a black hoodie and some jeans.
He had chocolate brown hair and brown eyes.
"Well, that's one way to say hello...hi, I'm Toby, who the fuck are you?"
He said so casually.

"Christian"
"Oh god bless you"
"No! My name is Christian!"
"OH!"

This guy is already getting on my nerves.
"So, Toby, why is a guy like you out here?"

Toby side eyed me and took one look up and down and smirked.
"I don't know, what's a ginger doing out here? Looking for a-"
"If you say looking for a soul, I swear to god, you will be looking faker than a happy customer service worker!"

He stopped for a minute and just laughed it off.
"I like you! Let's be friends!"
"How about no?"
"Too late, we're friends, now you gotta give me free shit and disapprove of my taste in dating!"

This little shit- too late now, I'm cursed.
"Whatever, I'm going home"
He start to walk away.
"Wait-! Can I come with you?!"
"No"
"Please! Common! Please! Pl-"
He suddenly grabbed his head in pain.

"Dude- you okay?!"
I watch as he kneels down, body tense.
Then as soon as it happened, it stopped and he stood up, looking away in a upset mood.
"I'm fine...I should go back to my house...I have uh, homework"
He quickly ran back into the forest.

"Weird dude..."
I said and started going back to my house.
Once in my house I had nothing better to do, so scrolling through social media it is.
I don't get how it could be morning, and I completely pass out for the day, but it happened.

But that's just the beginning...
Weird shit always comes my way.
I never thought I would have to fight for my life, but I did...
There's something awful in this town...
I think it wants more than just people dead.

I think it wants us to be afraid.

I think...it wants to be remembered by fear...

But...fear is one thing...creepy on a plate is another

(End of chapter 1)