User:ShadowOfNightmaresBliss

Hello, my name is Samantha L. Poy-well, never mind that, my last name is 'hard' to pronounce anyways. You may just call me Sam or Sammy.

And in writing this, I hope to inform you of...a few things. To help in the future that is.

I'll go ahead and start from the beginning of this wild story.

ShadowOfNightmaresBliss (talk) 20:08, January 10, 2014 (UTC)

I sighed and walked out the small room, the only light source being the sun that shone through the window to my dismay, being that I'd rather be in the dark for personal reasons.

Rolling my light, bright blue eyes at my crazy friend who tried to talk me out of going into the woods behind my grandparents house who lived in Durham, without many people around them, the place was quiet. Too quiet.

Letting out a groan of frustration when I walked out the screen door I allowed the four year old black haired, tan skinned, brunette child to latch onto my hand and drag me away from the house and down the path which lead to the woods. We were on a 'quest' as the little girl put it. One which I wanted to not take part in.

"Sammy?!" Tara's panic stricken voice sounded from my head phones which hung around my neck.

"Yes Tara?" I asked, slightly annoyed at the fact that I had to come back to these dreadful woods.

I had to many bad memories in this place.

"What's happening?" She asked. Again.

Growling under my breath I muttered a small,

"Nothing."

As we neared the lake, I saw the briefest flash of red and white, and with the tiny turn of my head, I saw a large gray husky, but as our eyes met, something changed.

He wasn't gray. He was never gray.

This large dogs fur was an unusual red, with the normal white that is, and his muzzle was big and his jaw already looked strong from where I stood.

A howl ripped through the still air and he charged at us, and with wide eyes I whipped around, one hand clutching my mini iPad, the other holding on to my niece's.

"RUN! RUN AVA, RUN!!" I screamed, trying to push her ahead as she lagged behind.

Jumping over fallen logs and trees I tried to get away from the hound that was Hell bent on catching us.

"Sammy?!" Tara yelled, the sound laced with a screeching static.

"GO, GO, GO!" I shouted at Ava.

She ran down the hill to the house, but something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention, and I stopped dead in my tracks.

A tall, slender figure stood at the edge of the dense cluster of trees, wearing a black suit, white under shirt, tie, and dress shoes. Frowning at his attire, I looked up, only to have my blood run cold, a shiver to run down my spine, and my heart to stop beating for about a total of five slow seconds.

This man, if you can even call him that, had no features what so Ever. He had nothing.

Where his face should be, there was only a blank pale white canvas, smoothed over his bones, and two crater like indents where his eyes should be.

I held my breath, waiting to see what he would do, and to figure out what my next move would be. The time between standing there and getting away seemed to slow down, my next move would be crucial.

I could faintly hear Tara calling me, but it was over come with a static buzz that drowned her out except the faintest of noise.

I think I stood there about a full minute and a half before breaking into a sprint, blindly stumbling down the hill and slipping slighting on to the drive way purely made of small rocks. Finally making it to the old house and back into the room, shaking from fear of the thing burned into my mind.

I'll never forget what happened, no matter how hard I try....

20:08, January 10, 2014 (UTC)

As for Tara, we became closer over the events, considering she was the one who explained to me what those things were.

We skype almost every day now, talking, chatting, or just for the fun of it. It's ironic, that not only did this happen while skyping with Tara, but she saw the thing.

That was the only reason I didn't believe I was insane....

And that reason was that Tara saw the Slender Man too.