Hello, I am Anna Lean. I'm 15 and I'm blind. I know how to see things with me scent and touch. Before I went blind at the age of 6, I had blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I've heard of a man named Slenderman.
He's said to have no face. He is about 10 feet tall, am I right? He is said to where a black suit and tie... I don't really keep track of this though. My parents had died of a mysterious death so now I'm in the orphanage.
My eyes were closed as usual from being blind and not needing my eyes really, I felt a presence. "Who is there?" I said in my elegant voice. It sounded a lot like silk, and sounded shy. "Don't worry, Anna... It's just me..." my friend Ashley spoke.
Her parents had gotten into a car crash when she was 5, so she was in the orphanage for 5 more years than I have. Yes, I came here when I was 10. Although I had lost my parents at such a young age, they taught me manners and how to talk politely.
"Hello Ashley... Have you come to teach me how to sew silk? Perhaps wool?" I asked, looking in the direction of her voice. "No... I need to tell you something..." she said, a hint of fear in her voice. She was the brave type, so I knew something was horribly wrong.
She sat next to me and sighed. "There are... people on the loose..." she said, as calmly as possible. "How is this terrifying news, Ashley?" I asked, curiously. Why was she telling me about people? They're only people, right?
"Anna... you simply don't understand. They will hurt you. They do not give you any sympathy. They make sure you go to the light easy or hard way. They are blood thirsty..." she gulped. "Murderers..." a sensed a tear shed from her eyes.