I carried on screaming, oblivious to my mother, who looked positively perplexed and horrified. I eventually stopped when my voice started to become painful and I sat up, my hands wrapped around my knees.
“What’s wrong?” My mother murmured, still down next to me. She was shaking, her limbs trembling as she moved.
“I, I-err—mmm” I stuttered, the words coming out in coarse whispers
“I love you, you know that? Whatever happens to you, I will be here right by your side. I’ll get you better honey, I promise” My mother sighed. She kissed me on the head before exiting the room. I managed to stand, my arms and legs trembling furiously. I glanced at my dressing table mirror. I had angry, red blotches under my eyes and cheeks from the crying, tear tracks still drying. I didn’t dare glance out my window, for fear he would be there. I shivered, changed out of my school uniform and went downstairs.
Later on, I climbed in to bed, dreading sleep. My mother kissed me goodnight, turned off my main light, and left me to my nightmares. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, forcing my eyes open. But slowly, very, very slowly I drifted off into a dark oblivion…
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Amnesia (The Slenderman)
ParanormalCathy is just another victim of the Slenderman, who stalks her dreams every night since she was six years of age. He has a sick mission of which she must complete, otherwise she'll never lead a happy, normal life...
