User blog:Necrosanity/（ ﾟ Дﾟ）

I saw Slender Man!!!!11!1one!eleven!!onehundredandone!!

I was lying in my bed. I couldn't sleep, and I was staring at the ceiling absentmindedly. I randomly looked out the window (Because that's all I could do, right? I can't just lay there and contemplate about the meaning of life :/.), and I saw it... Some tall nicely-dressed guy standing in my backyard, looking at me. I don't know what kind of kinky acid he was doing, but y'know what? I was gonna mosey along up to him and tell him to GTFO! That'll stop him!

I exited the house armed with a baseball bat, and entered my backyard. Strange thing was, he wasn't there!!!11one!!eleven!!!onethousandonehundredandeleven! I'm not one to jump to conclusions, but ''that was some scary-ass poo right there.

... I've gone insane. I'm seeing things. All I see is him. The faces of my loved ones... They've disappeared! Mother of God... He's staring into my soul!!!!one!1!1onemillioneleventhousandonehundredandeleven

O-BITCH-UARY (don't ask me why he misspelled it like that)

Micheal (yeah, he misspelled Michael) Keaton was found dead in his home on...

... The rest is unimportant.

That, my fellow Wikians, was a sample of a collection of creepypastas created by my friend's little brother. He barely even knows who he is, and he's writing these creepypastas that can best be described as a smudge on Slender Man's otherwise perfect suit. Ugh >.<.

The saddest thing is, I see stories like that every day (some - but very few - on this wiki). I need to vomit. I really do... Ugh.