The child wakes up, expecting to see a familiar face of terror before him, but what he sees is a white emptiness, gently carrying him away from the burning house.
It wasn’t the face of a monster, unlike the one in his home; who leave its painful marks on his fragile body, who hurt his mom until she died of grief, and unable to help him… no it was pale white, eyeless but he find it comforting.
“Just like those dummies in the mall where mom used to take me to…” he thought.
He held tightly on his ghostly savior, and close his eyes to sleep in his arms, as he was taken far away from his burning home, from the monster, and into the forest.
Tumblr, turning a terrifying urban legend into a misunderstood saviour.
OH I LIKE THIS MUCH BETTER
so let me get this straight
if Slender Man is a good guy who goes after child abusers and child molesters
IN SLENDER YOU ARE THE MONSTER
HE IS THE HERO AND YOU ARE THE DEMON HE’S HUNTING DOWN TO SAVE A CHILD
A CHILD WHO PROBABLY FEARS HIM AND DREW THOSE NOTES THAT BLEW AWAY IN THE WIND AND GOT STUCK ON TREES AND YOU HUNT HIM DOWN LIKE THE SCUM YOU ARE AND SLENDY SAVES THE DAY
IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW
THAT’S WHY YOU CAN’T WIN
It’s not “bacon,” it’s a pig.
It’s not “veal,” it’s a calf.
It’s not “steak,” it’s a cow.
It’s not “meat,” it’s an animal…
its not “fruit”, its dividing cells that accumulate fructose…
it’s not delivery. it’s digiorno.
It’s not a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
It’s not “levioSA”, it’s “leviOsa”
Maybe it’s Maybelline
my dog is getting scared of the storm so he’s hiding in the cat basket
YOU’RE NOT A CAT
YOU DON’T EVEN FIT IN IT
i only go on the internet like once a day for approx 24 hours
hate when i lose something and my parents says “well i guess u didnt care about it enough” like you’ve lost me in a grocery store before so
I PAUSED AT THE EXACT RIGHT TIME
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