How Much Longer?

This will be my last story.
I've seen my demise.
I now know what origin the creature that is following me is known as.
My research was useless.
My fate can not be prevented now.
I now know, that the death of me will be...
the Slender Man.
It was on a simple day. I stayed up late with my friend and had fun. Her and I where the best of friends. We loved thrills more than anything. Anytime we heard of a horror movie, haunting story, or even an urban legend, we always looked into it.
The Slender Man was a new topic that day. It intrigued us, for that it was recent and local to our home. We were only children, giving us an excuse to be so ignorant from true Hell. We learned that the creature was tall, skinny, wore a pinstriped suit, and stalked children and people until their death. It was said that Slender Man will haunt you if you challenge or fear him. Fear, to him, is like a cologne that goes perfect with his slender suit.
Normally we'd be afraid only for a little while, until something else caught our attention. But this constant fear stayed.
I loved her. I should've told her that. Because the moment I closed my eyes in the bed with her, I fell asleep, and never woke up. Pitch black darkness. As if all my senses were shut off. I felt the strange sensation that someone or something was watching me, observing, planning my doom. I knew I would never see my family again. I knew I'd never see her again.
"Gah!... Wha... Uraaah!!"
I blacked out again. Before I opened my eyes I imagined myself in a bright room, in a bed, with my best friend. I opened my eyes in disappointing confusion, only to find myself sitting in desk with stacks of paper and a pencil. I had always been a skilled artist, and one way to comfort myself was to draw her face. Her sweet and beautiful face, a sight I would never see again. I put down the pen and shook my head.
"Who the hell is this?..."
I wondered and wondered. Then...
"I'm confused who am.. who am I?"
I felt disgusted from the words I spoke. But it was true, there was nothing. My mind was blank. There were only two things I could remember. Blood and screams and that girl's face. I was so scared, it was indescribable. Then I felt something seep into my brain.
"GRAAAAH!!! Aaah!! Ow!.. Ohhh!!"
The image of a man in space, surrounded in blood. He was crying, wailing for his family, his dead family. His whole agonizing, horrible story played in my head. His family won the lottery, for celebration they went into space for vacation. The ship malfunctioned and blew up. Only he survived. But it wasn't long before he killed himself.
The vision stopped and a cold hand slipped off of my shoulder. I froze. I couldn't move, not even an atom in me was moving. Tentacles slithered up the chair, onto my legs, and stabbing into my head. I saw a boy, with his doll. The doll's presence was sickening. It seemed like Satan himself was present within the demon doll. The boy talked to himself constantly until I realized that his doll actually responded to him. The doll left the boy. The boy cried and cried. Screaming for his doll the sound of his voice was imprinted into my memory. Then the cries stopped. I looked towards the boy only to find a knife impaled into his throat. I fainted.
The next thing I knew is I was back in the tiny room.
"Enough!! I freaking get it! People suffer!!! And it was wrong for me to enjoy horror!!!! JUST PLEASE STOP GIVING ME THESE DAMNED MEMORIES!!!"
My eyes started bleeding.
"Am I in Hell?? ANSWER ME!!!!! Aughh!.."
Through the blood I saw children all over the world being probed and experimented on by strange alien-like beings. They used the children's intestines like noodles and bent the children's rib cages. The kids' clocks said it was September 27. It was too brutal too handle. Then the blood completely flooded my vision.
It was constant, I was served visions by a creature that stalked me until it gave me another one. I kept my sanity by writing all these stories on the paper with me and drawing the images I saw.
"*sob* Ohhh.... wh-w-why? Waaaaaaaaa-haa-haaaa!!..... *sob* How m-much longer-er-her? Waaaaahhh!..."
The room finally lightened up. And then I saw the creature that had been stalking me for what seemed like years in the isolated world.
"Slen-Slender Man?"
It's long slender fingers covered my face and I heard a man's whisper.
"Shhhhh.... True pain can never be found without a little fun... just wait your turn. Death is paying a visit to you and that girl sooner than you think."
"What? You DICK! You better not lay your DAMNED SLITHERY FINGERS ON HER YOU- uwahh? UH! GAH! Glack!!... AHHH!!! Ohhhh!!! URAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!........"
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