• It was 8:40 pm on a Thursday night, tomorrow would be the last day of school for summer break. I was in my single bed on my laptop, playing games and talking to my friends just to pass the time before I decided to go to sleep. Usually I didn't go to bed till 10:00, or the latest, twelve. As I laid there in my bed, I thought to myself about what I'd do later before bed, and tomorrow after school. My thoughts were interrupted by hearing a small crunching sound near my window. Taking off my headset I rested it on my bed and sat up on my knees. Moving my hands to the blinds over the window I moved it aside slowly, not seeing anything at first, and than it sounded out again. Blinking a bit there was something near the farthest part of my window on the right side of me. I could make out some of it, but not its clothing because it was pitch black, and whatever he or she wore was the same color, besides some white that showed, and the pale face that illuminated in the small light on my home. Lately it wasn't working, and sometimes went out and on, so it was hard to make the thing out. "Who's there?" I said softly. Slowly I saw the person move slowly toward my side, as if gliding without walking. My hazel eyes met the pale face of the person who dared come onto the property of my family's home. It was scary, the person.. or thing, didn't have a face, there was only hallow shapes where the eyes would be, the nose, and it's mouth, making it more creepy. The only words that left my mouth where. "What--" Suddenly it was gone. Sighing, I thought it be my imagination, but it seemed all to real. Turning around I stretched my legs from having them under me to lean up. My eyes met black, slowly looking up I saw who ever it was wore a business suit with a black tie. Where the arms would be were just tentacles now. I slowly felt them coil around me, and then the next thing I knew I was blacked out.

    Waking up slowly I was on the floor, moving my head up slowly I saw on my alarm clock it was 10:00. Was I passed out for THAT long? Suddenly I felt my head throb, and my chest ache, but also the feeling I was going to throw up. Getting up as quick as I could I ran to the bathroom, well more limped because my legs felt so sore, and it gave me more of a headache to run. Once I got to the bathroom I looked in the mirror, seeing my face bruised a bit, some cuts that were fresh, and that I had a nosebleed. "What happened..." I said slowly. While still looking in the mirror I saw a mark on my forehead, it looked like it was made in ink, or some sort of coal stuff. Moving my bangs out from my face I saw it. That thing had made a mark of my head of the observer symbol, the signs people see that are left by Slender man. No.. it couldn't have been, it.. shouldn't! It was all fake, there was only a few who claimed to have ACTUALLY seen him. Did I just have a nightmare about him?, or did I actually see him? Leaning my head down I stared at the sink, and shut my eyes tight before throwing up, After I couldn't let anything out anymore I opened my eyes, instead of finding disgusting stuff in the sink, but it was blood. Well, I guess you could still call it disgusting. Once again I looked up, no one was behind me thank god. Moving my hands shakily down to my shirt I lifted it up, revealing only my stomach. On it, what was written with the same coal, or whatever it may have been. Across my stomach, near my chest it said. "Happy birthday Kelly.." and on the bottom there was another sign, it was the operator symbol like people see in the series of Marble Hornets. I shook and my hands left my shirt, it falling back down over me.

    As I looked back up I saw someone again, he or she wore a gray long jacket with a white stripe down the middle, and white on both ends of the sleeves and in the hood that was down. I'm sure it was a he now because it certainly didn't look like a female. I didn't see the bottom though. Glancing back up while looking at the mirror, seeing the males reflection he wore a mask, a pale mask that covered his hole face except his neck of course. On the mask there were drawn on eyebrows that looked arch, black painted on where the eye holes were, and black lips. Shaking I didn't dare turn around. Suddenly a hand shot up from the man in the jacket, and covering my mouth, I felt a rag over my mouth and my nose, it smelled like alcohol, but a really bad smell of it. As I went down backwards I saw a flash image of him just staring at me, his head cocked to the side, then everything went black..

    My eyes opened slowly, I had blacked out for the second time in a row. It felt like I couldn't move my body, my arms wouldn't move, nor my legs. The same man was above me, the dim light on the ceiling blinded me a bit. I heard soft, quiet words, but sounded like a creepy song you'd hear on the internet, or even ones people used to scare a sibling or friend. The words I was able to identify most of what he spoke. "Happy birthday to you.." The male said slowly, but the voice.. it sounded like a teenagers, not an adults. I felt a sharp pain from my arm, then I saw a small knife that surgeons used. H-he.. he was cutting me all over!, and I couldn't do anything!, he kept going. "Happy birthday to you.." I screamed inside as he cut deeper into my upper arm. "Happy birthday to Kelly.." He said slowly still, cutting the same place now, a bit deeper. "Happy birthday to you.." His voice faded out slowly. I was only able to blink, and when I did he was gone.