The slender man

Her face was pale, almost as pale as the snow. Her eyes, usually having an expression, had nothing.
Nothing.
"Mom?"
Silence.
"Mom!" I snapped my fingers infront of her face, she jumped and looked at me.
"Emerald," she had a low voice, her small hands on my small shoulders.
"The Slender Man, is not a fictional character. Hes very real, and dangerous."
I've never seen her so serious before.
"Why on Earth would wewe bring him up...? This isn't like you."
I sighed, and told her about Anna & Melody, the faceless man, who was The Slender Man, the blood, how terrified father was.
She smiled after hearing...

My name is zumaridi, zamaradi Dawn. I'm a 14 mwaka old pre-teen girl...in case wewe couldn't tell kwa my name. I'm going to tell wewe a true story. The story on how I was the lone serviver in the attack of The Slender Man.
Everything I'm about to tell you, is real...be warned...

It was a cool evening in December, so cool that it was snowing.
I had my two best Marafiki with me, a 12 mwaka old named Anna, about to be 13 in a week, and her sister, Melody, turning 10 in 2 months.
Anna & Melody were playing tag in the backyard, I was making snow angles, when Anna got the idea to play hide-and-seek untill the sun...