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    Once there was a girl who's name was unknown. She lived a normal life in the times of kingdoms, villages, and legends of witchcraft and monsters. One morning, before she went to play with her friends, she went to her father and said, "Papa, when I die I want to be buried under an apple tree." Her father asked her why she would say something like that, but she didn't seem to hear him, and went instead to play. That afternoon, she was seen by her grandmother talking to a black cat. The cat was actually the girl's orange tabby, Horatio, which had rolled in soot and she was reprimanding him. The next day, the girl was accused of being a witch and was burned at stake. While gathering wood for the fire, the lumberjack was about to chop down an apple tree, but the girl's father said, "No! Not that one!" So they just used another tree. Now it's present day, and the apple tree is still there, though it's much bigger and about to die.There are no leaves, only a single apple directly above the grave. No one has kept up the site; people say it's haunted.
There is one girl, and she doesn't mind creepy things; she actually likes them. She finds the near-dead apple tree and grave beautiful. She gets bullied at school because she wears all black and listens to screamo, but if they would actually get to know her, they would see she's actually pretty cool. Once she tried to get closer to the tree to draw it, but was threatened by the school bully, who said that if she did that they would kill her, because no one likes a freak, so she might as well not be there. Back to the tree. Eventually the apple rotted and fell on the grave. There was brown mushy stuff all over the stone, and the girl almost went to clean it, but remembered the threat. The next day after school, the bully, obviously on drugs, pushed her down and punched her repeatedly in the face, stomach, and arm. He turned the girl's face towards the grave "Look! It's the little goth girl's only friend!," she sneered,"Haha, what're you going to do about your bestie's grave ya little freak? OMG she's so pathetic!" The girl who had died had become a ghost, and was watching the whole scene from under the apple tree. She had come to like the girl, the only one who actually liked her tree. She had had enough of these bullies, and was filled with rage and a sense of protection for the girl, who's name she didn't even know, especially after the bully pulled out a knife. Before she knew it, she had run to the group and killed the bullies. It was a pretty gory scene by the time she was done, and she was scared of what she did and started to cry. The human girl was dying fast from injuries, but she wasn't scared and comforted the ghost girl, saying that everything was going to be okay. She noticed that the girl's form was flickering, and remembered that something she read said that that that means the ghost is about to pass on to the next place. She told the ghost girl what was happening, and she replied with,"No! I don't want to go!" The human girl tried to explain that it was better where she was going, but the ghost threw a tantrum and started to cry even more. The human knew that she herself would die soon, so she said to the ghost girl ,"You can have my body." "W-what?" She replied. "I said you can have my body. I'm dying soon anyway, and if you do this, you won't have to go." "I-I won't have to go? Are you sure I can have it?" "Yes, I'm sure, but it won't work if I'm already dead, so hurry." "O-okay... Here I go..." The ghost girl possessed the human girl, and she didn't feel any pain, though she was still covered with bruises and cuts. So now what? She thought.Well, I guess I'll wander around till I find something. The girl quickly learned that being dressed all in black and covered in cuts, bruises, and blood scared people. She decided to stick to the shadows. After wandering around for awhile, she came to the edge of some woods. She loved trees (obviously), so decided to stay there until she could figure things out. She went deeper into the woods to look for a nice tree to sit on, and not long after she sat down, three people appeared. One carried two hatchets and wore a mouth guard and carried hatchets. Another wore a yellow jacket and a white mask that covered his whole face, painted in black with feminine features. The third wore an orange hoodie and yet another mask, a black one, covering his whole face painted in red with a pair of eyes and a simple frown. The one with the white mask said,"You've caught the attention of my master. Whether or not that is a good thing, we are about to find out." Before she knew what was happening, she was teleported in front of a tall, slender man with no face wearing a suit. She began to feel nauseous and nearly fell down, but the feeling subsided. The man spoke, but she didn't know how, seeing as he had no mouth, but he explained. "I am Slenderman. You can hear me because I speak through minds. I read your mind, and I know your story. I can see that you are a spirit inside of a once alive body. What is your name?" She replied,"I-I actually can't remember... I'm sorry" "No need to be sorry, my child," Slenderman said,"I will help you pick. What about... Grace Woods?" "Grace Woods... I like it!"she said excitedly. "I know you do, Grace. I've picked the name carefully for you based on your personality. Well, Grace, how would you like to stay with me? There are more of us, lots more, and we won't judge you, like others in the past. What do you say?" She replied, "That sounds wonderful Mr. Slenderman. I will definitely take you up on that offer."

Grace, or "Gracey" as her new boyfriend, Hoodie, calls her, went on to become the first female proxy. Her way of killing is by manipulating the tree's roots to strangle her victims. After her victims die, their grave, along with an apple tree sapling, appears behind their first home. Her "catchphrase" is: " Go back to your roots".
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Appearance: The human girl she possessed, so a punk-rock style, sort of like Thaila Grace from the Percy Jackson series, but with very long black hair and a lavender streak in the front. Sometimes around her physical form, a ghostly version of the village girl she once was flickers in and out. Her hair is long and brown, and she wears a long periwinkle  dress with white lace that almost reaches the ground, and the there's has a blood splatter on the bottom. When she's attacking someone, her eyes turn as red as the apple that once hung above her grave. Other than that they're violet.
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Sorry if this is bad this is my first story; a HUGE thanks to anyone who read this crappy stuff!

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