I gasped at what I saw.
It was an old fashion style dress. It seemed to be pure black except for the white collar which had a tiny black bow tie.
It seemed, ancient. But at the same time brand new. I had always wanted one of these. But they stopped making them a long time ago.
How did. I mean. Why? What? I was so confused.
I hesitated but looked up at him, I looked at him trying to see if I could see what he was thinking. Oh wait. He didn't have facial expressions. NEVERMIND!
He tilted his head slightly.
He suddenly reached an arm out towards me. It made me jump and I quickly held my breath.
He froze and waited for me to calm down. When I did he put his hand on the box and shoved it towards me gently. Telling me that it was a gift to me.
I blinked a couple times in shock. I must be dreaming. This couldn't be real. I looked back down at the content in the box.
I couldn't believe he. He got this for me and saved it for me all these years. For this moment.
I looked down at my ripped clothes. I didn't know how it got ripped... But it did.
I looked back up at him and finally breathed.
"May I go put this on now please?" I asked, surprisingly calm.
I hadn't realized he moved his arm and it was now resting on his knee once again so I had been trying to stay as still as possible. I relaxed a bit and let my body slump down slightly.
He nodded slightly, a bit shocked about how calm I was. Then he pointed one of his long slender fingers behind me.
I hesitated but looked and saw some bushes in front of a large tree. It branches and leaves hanged down lazily, like a curtain.
I looked back at him, rather quickly. I guess I was just scared that he would attack me. But he was in that calm sophisticated position he was in before.
"Thank you." I breathed as I bowed my head slightly.
He bowed his head back.
A faint smile grew on my lips and then I walked behind the natural curtain with the white box in my hands.
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I pulled the dress down and I flattened it with my hands. I had finally managed to get the dress on. It was harder than it looked.
I looked myself over and everything seemed snug. I moved around a bit. It was perfect. It was like it was made for me.
Suddenly I felt a sharp pain all over my body that the dress covered. The dress had stuck to my skin! I quickly gripped it but that only added to the pain. I quickly drew my hand back. Now the dress felt like it was clinging onto my skin like suction cups. The pain slowly went away and the suction stopped and it flowed like a normal dress. But I felt- different.
I hesitated but touched the dress lightly. I shivered. I grabbed on it and I felt a sharp pain fill through my body. I tugged on it and the pain grew more. I stopped. Once the pain died down I grabbed hold of it again and puled on it. IT WOULDENT COME OFF! I dug my nails into it and I jumped in pain. I quickly let go of it.
It. It was my skin now..?
I smiled. Now it really was perfect. I actually couldn't believe how calm I was.
I walked out from behind the 'curtain'. I saw Slenderman, he was sitting on the grass ground, cross legged with his hands over where his eyes would be and he was facing the other way.
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The slender child (Watty Awards)
FanfictionCrimson is an 18 year old girl. She just moved to a new town with her friends. Already things are perfect! She goes to a fantastic school for free; thanks to her scholarship, a part time job, an awesome cabin that she calls home. Everything is going...