Roughdraft: I'm A Demon on the Inside: Part 1

The Taunting and Games

I answered the phone "Hello?" I really wanted to know who the fuck this was. They didn't respond right away. "Who the fuck is this?!"   "Relax. I can't hurt you but, you'll find out soon enough when I get to see you up close" He hung up and I got really fuckin pissed and kicked the side of the bed a couple times. I thought out loud "IM GONNA KILL THIS FUCKER!!" My skin started turning a dark gray color so I calmed myself down. My skin and eyes like to change color when I'm angry but, I don't know why yet. "I won't kill them I just want to have a friendly conversation with my fist and his face." I sighed and sat on the edge of my bed. I grabbed my journal to write down some notes about this guy,well what I knew about him and I sketched a picture of his mask and figure and guessed his height.I looked up at my window. I saw him outside my window and he waved to me. I was startled a bit. It was fucking daylight outside and he was standin right there. Well I didn't have neighbors but, I lots of cars drive by. I opened my window and talked to him." What do you want?!" I raised my voice so he could hear me from the second floor. He didn't respond but, he took a picture of me before I could really react. I rubbed my eyes. "What the hell?" I grabbed a rock of my dresser. He ran off before I could throw the rock I had at him. I was gonna chuck it at his head. I closed the window and went down stairs to eat dinner because I skipped lunch and was starvin. I just ate leftover pizza and wondered why he took my picture. It was a week later and he just left notes and taunted me with them but, I ignored them and so one night I just watched TV and went for a walk after around 7:30pm. I didn't see him at all. I went to bed and I had a weird fuckin nightmare. The tall motherfucker (Slenderman) had grabbed onto me and I was in my other (demon) form and I woke up and shot up on my bed with a cold sweat running down my face. I looked around my room and saw him. The masked guy at the edge of my bed. He took another picture of me. I wasn't angry I was just confused at this point. "Why do you keep takin pictures of me?" I wasn't scared of him anymore. His voice was cold but, soft "So I can see if your the right one that the boss talked about and I just like taking pictures of people." I had nothin else to say he left out the window and left a note on my small bookcase (next to my bed). I read it and it said " Why don't you follow me so you can meet an old friend?" I did as the note said and I put on a black hoodie and changed in to dark blue jeans and put my hiking boots on that were a little too big for me. I could've put an actual shirt on but, I decided the hoodie would do me fine. I went downstairs quickly and out the front door. I saw him waiting and he started runnin so I chased after him and we were deep in the woods by now I've been runnin for at least 40 minutes and I lost him so I stopped so I could catch my breath. My heart was beating hard and I haven't ran like that in a while. Then when I looked up I saw. . . "T-Toby. . Roggers?"