CreepyPasta x My OC

Memories

I lie sit still, as my head tilted here and there. "Hmm, Cameron? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with Masky?" Slenderman stands beside me. "He...called me out because I didn't feel well..." I say as my head tilted. Slenderman rests his head against my forehead, he then moves it away and sits beside me. "Slenderman, how did I get this?" I ask as I lift my wrist heavily. He looks at it, "I knew you before you met me recently." Slenderman I lean my head slightly. "You have? When? Please tell me."

(Cameron's POV still)

I run on the grassy field. "Sebastian! Sebastian!" I smile and run after the red ball. I bump into something and fall. "Ah!" I am on my bottom. I look up, "Oh, hi! You are so tall!" I smile as I look at the tall man. I notice he has no face. "Oh. Mister. Your face! Where did it go? Did it fall off? I'll help you look for it!" I get up and look around the tall grass. I turn and see him standing there, I take his hand and pull him with me. He walks with me, "Mister where did you drop it? I could find it!" I smile and look around, "I'm five! I am old an in of to be here with my brother!" I laugh, he seemed blank like paper. I race to put my hand in my pocket to take out a paper, "Mister do you have a pencil?" I ask he gives me one. I wrote a happy face with eyes, nose and a smile. I give it to him. He looked at it, and put on his face. I smile "Cam!" I hear Sebastian, "Oh, that's Sebastian, my brother. I have to go, bye Mister!" I hug the man's legs and run off holding the red ball.

Time later ^^

I cry as I sit down beside the tree, near the woods. Sebastian's gone. He's not coming back. I wipe my tears, I gag as I cry. Mom is crying, dad is at work, far away too. "Why are you crying?" I look up to to see the tall man again. "My brother died." I began to cry more. He picked me up in what seemed a hug. "Don't cry, your face is too stained." I look at him in question. "Here." he gave me a candy. I opened it curiously, it was soft and brown. I eat it, which it was sticky. "Mister, your face is still missing? Did you not find it?" I ask "No, I haven't. I will soon." I yawn, "I will help you, what is your name, Mister?" I ask as I look at him sleepily. "Slenderman."

Time later (Important events are used in paragraphs)

I sat alone beside the tree. I'm older,