#eppy-zing

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Today I'll cancel all my plans I'm due a visit from a special man Wears a suit and tie but has no face He'll come in the night to take me away I come home from school and rush to my room Wolf down a sandwich, play my favourite tune I fill a suitcase with essential gear Hairbrush, toothbrush, change of underwear I sit on the bed and I wait and I wait Around 10pm he comes through the gate at the front of the house, and I rush to greet him I tell him not to worry about dinner, I've eaten He holds my suitcase in one hand and my shoulder in the other Talks about the mess of life and who's trying to recover I tell him of bullies, crimes, knives in school That's the purpose of his existance, his #1 Rule He takes a child from the horror of life Gives them freedom and peace from the gun and the knife I say that I'm Suffering, and Take Me Tonight That's Why I'm Here, he says. Now Is Your Time Leave home at fifteen and follow a special person A man who I've spent my life researching Today I'll cancel all my plans I'm due a visit from the Slenderman        

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It's pitch black when the person I'm sharing the bed with sits bolt upright, pulling me from a half-decent dream which I immediately forget. As the silhouette of my girlfriend takes a deep breath and smoothes her hair and the covers bunched around her legs, I roll over onto my front and tilt the clock so I can see the bright green numbers. The clock shows 02:04 proudly and I turn it away again with a sigh. "What are you doing? It's 2 in the morning..." I mumble, my voice still groggy from sleep. She takes another breath in. Through her movements I sense that she look s at me, probably trying to see me clearly in the dark, and then looks down at herself, her hands. I prop myself up on my elbows and squint at her in the dark. "You  okay?" I ask. Her voice trails out in a whisper. "I.. I died.." Another deep breath. "It was just a dream, honey, go back to sleep." I mumble and bury my face into the pillow, turning over again. She doesn't move. I turn back towards her. As my eyes adjust to the dark, I can see she's moved her hands to cover her mouth. "That's exactly what you said - excatly those words- and then he. He killed us. You and then me. There was so much blood-" Her words catch in her throat and she shakes. I sit up and put my arm round her. "Honey, it's okay. No-one's gonna hurt you." She seems comforted by this and lies down. I turn and adjust the pillow behind me. It's then that whatever clouds were covering the moon move, casting a silver slow through the thin curtains on all objects in the room. It's then that I see him. Standing over by the door, a solitary man, carrying his own piece of moonlight. Silver shines on his teeth, his wide grin, and the knife in his hand. "It was lovely watching you two sleep," he smiles, "but nap time's over."