He ran as fast as he could through the foggy forest. His heart was pounding like a drum after he saw a tall and threatening shadow in the forest, seemingly with tentacles on his back. He knew who the figure was, he knew there was no means of interfering with him, so, he had no choice but to run.

"Where's that damn page...Where's that damn page?!" He thought to himself, worsening his anxiety and fear more.

The leaves were being crunched on by his shoes as he ran more and more through the forest. The flashlight he was holding was spazzing all over the place from his continuously worsening fear.

As he was running for quite a while, he started to slow down, which yet again worsened his fear. He couldn't stop running from that monster he saw. He knew the myths and legends about him, but one thing's for sure; Was he actually real? Was his mind playing games with him?

His question would soon be answered.

Our scared fellow eventually comes to a stop, and pants, putting his head down and hands to his knees.

"I...I gotta get outta here, man.." He murmurs to himself, constantly wheezing and panting.

He puts his head up, knowing he has to get back; But then...He sees...

Him.

He sees the 11 inch tall figure standing in front of him, and the white skin he had. This was indeed his impending doom, this was...

The Slender Man.

...Suddenly, he started to whistle, but only to startle the unfortunate fellow that happened to be right behind him.

"Oh, I'm takin' a piss, takin' a piss~" Slender Man starts to sing. This confuses the feared man. He looks down beneath his legs and sees, in fact, that he's taking a piss.

"...What the?" The man questions; He gets out a journal and opens the book, then starting to flip through the pages.

"T-This isn't right! No no no no no! The myths..The rumors...They never said the Slender Man would take a piss!" The man exclaims, "Are you even human?!"

Slender Man finishes his leak, as he zips his pants back up; Slowly, he turns around and looks at the feared man, bending down to get even closer.

The feared man starts to wimp, closing his eyes and putting his face far from the beast as possible without moving a single step.

The man feels his mind going insane at a rapid pace, being filled with nothing but the face of Slender Man; His vision starts going blurry; Is this it for him? Was he really going to die in the hands of the beast only known as Slender Man?

Well, no. Because almost as the man was about to go fully insane from the sight of the monster and just die, the only thing Slenderman could do was groan in extreme annoyance and anger.

"Jesus christ..." He murmurs, as he gets out a cellphone and starts punching in three numbers: 9. 1. 1.

The feared man raises an eyebrow, and is now confused.

"W-...What are you do-"

"Shut up! Just...Shut up." Slender snaps back, "I'm so god damn tired of you people just walking up into my forest without saying anything."

The Slender Man was furious. Something the feared man never thought he'd see...And, if he did see it, he'd better be scared. But, now that he's actually seeing it for himself, the only emotions he could feel was mild satisfaction and relief.

"The police are not available right now. Please hold on." A voice comes out of the phone, which annoys Slender Man even more, having him tap his foot on the ground impatiently.

The man can do nothing but just look on, he was silent because he felt like if he talked, Slender Man would kill him right on the spot.

"Hello. 911. What is your emergency?" The dispatcher askes.

"Thank god! Okay, first off. I just wanna start off by saying fuck you guys." Slender Man starts off, throwing the dispatcher on the other side of the call off.

The dispatcher responds with, "E-Excuse m-"

"No! You don't get to talk, missy. I've been calling you bozos since 2009, and ever since then, scared shitless fatasses have been running up and down in my forest, and I'm sick of it!"

The dispatcher goes silent for a bit.

"...W-Why is this, si-"

"Because these guys keep looking for these pages or something, and It's got me thinking: Is this some big prank, or is this a school project? I think BOTH! The worst part is, even when they collect all the pages I've stamped up on the trees, they won't even leave! It's like they just want me to kill them or something."

The feared man can do nothing but laugh a bit at Slender Man's rant, something he thought that he would not see today.

"I've been putting signs literally saying 'DO NOT GO IN THIS FOREST', and what do they do? Go right ahead into the forest! And It's always at night, people. Always at fucking night. And you know what I'm doing at night? SLEEPING."

"S-Sir, maybe you should just build a ga-"

"A gate? Oh, tell me. I've tried that. Multiple times! And you know what they do? They just go around the other side of the forest and enter! I can only have so much money in order to build a gate!" Slender Man rants on and on.

"W-Well, what is your name, si-"

"And the people I've had to murder? Oh boy..."

The dispatcher's eyes widen. As well as the feared man.

"Y-You what now?"

"What are you, deaf? Did you not here what I said a few seconds ago? I had to murder those fools!"

"I-...Sir, I thought you were just joking or somethin-"

"JOKING? You're a god damn 911 dispatcher, you should not take anything as a JOKE. You fool!" Slender Man hollers at the dispatcher on the other side of the phone.

The dispatcher goes silent.

"I...I uh..." She speaks up.

""Yeah, I bet you 'I uh', you fucking dumbass. And don't you dare make me call you idiots again. Or else I might just end up taking a short visit at the police station."

Slender Man ends his rant, exiting the call.

He looks over to the man he was just about to kill, and sees that he's shaking in fear.

"What? What the hell are you looking at? Scram!"

In no hesitation, the man squirms out of the forest.

Slender Man looks down and sees that he dropped his journal and flashlight on the ground.

He bends down and picks it up, "Hey, wait! You forgot your journal and your flashlight!"

The man did not return, and kept on running.

Slender Man sighed, and looked at the journal.

The cover read 'The Slender Man', which captured his attention.

"They're writing books about me?" He asked himself, slowly opening the journal.

He read more and more of the journal, slowly turning by the pages.

He spends all night reading the journal, learning more and more information about what the people outside his forest thought about him.

There were drawings of him, which ranged from short versions of him to incredibly tall drawings of him. Some drawings had tentacles appearing on the Slender Man's back, while others did not.

Besides the drawings, the book told the myths and legends about what the Slender Man is and what he does. The book stated that he may have connections to missing people.

"Hmm...Okay then." As he goes to the final page, he closes the book and tucks it with him, ending his reading.

"Well, I learned something today...These people are fucking creeps."

He then goes over to a tree and rests his head on it, slowly falling asleep.


The End


Yeah, I know this story might be kinda shit, but, I only wrote it purely for fun. If you guys want more of this kinda stuff you can let me know.