Hidden in plain sight

Who am I?

Chapter 1
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You know the beginning, my life is messed up, and no matter how hard I try I can't peace it back together. So I turn to the things that make me happy, the people who I can relate to, the pastas. Clockwork, Ticcitoby, and sally to be more specific. We all have something in common, someone fairly close to us, wether good or bad, broke us.
'There is nothing I wouldn't give to meet them, to talk with them, work with them.'

'Oh really now?'

'The hell was that?'

'Not what, who.'

'Im not going to say the who was.'
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I'm cut off by a loud buzzing sound, almost like that of an old television, and suddenly I know exactly who I'm talking to, and I am elated. He wants me to join them.

'Slenderman?'

'You know me child?'

I laugh a little, and shake my head before replying. 'Know you? I idolize you and the people you work with.'

'Why do you idolize us?'

I wonder back to all of the trauma and pain that was inflicted upon me in the past and it seems he could see it

'Young man'

'Yes slenderman?' I reply, wondering what comes next.

'I have a proposition for you'

'Go on'

Cliffhanger

Hello to anyone reading this, as im sure there are many of you *cough cough bullshit cough* anyway this is the first story I am putting work into so I hope you enjoy this chapter and what comes next, no idea when the next one comes out so stay tuned, see you all next time, peace.

P.S.- I do not own any of the creepy pastas, they all belong to their original creators, the only thing I own are the oc's and the plot.