One Late Night...

As I walked down the front porch of my house, I noticed my stepfather wasn't in his lawn chair, smoking a cigarette as usual. Ah, he was a good hearted person that always had something interesting to say; Usually about the weather and such. As I started to walk down the gravel trail, I caught a glimpse of something moving near the woods. I dismissed it, thinking to myself, 'probably just a deer or something.' ... boy was I wrong.


Anyways, I stared off to the trees nearby the house and wandered off into the woods, trying to find him. Maybe he had been trying to shoo off some wolves, they were common in our parts of Wisconsin. You see, ever since I was a small child I've always loved to explore. I cant help it, I'm a kid with ADD and I need something to extinguish my boredom. As I searched deeper into the woods, I began to realize that the moon had been engulfed by the clouds up ahead. I was getting  bit scared, me having a wild imagination. My mother did always say that one day my imagination would run away with me one day. I think today would be that day. I began to hear strange noises, such as shuffling, large gusts of wind blew threw the leaves and my hair, making me get chills to the bone. Most of all, I heard a strange...buzzing sound, as if static were there in the forest. Now, I'm PREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTY sure we didn't have a Television in the middle of the forest. As it became louder and louder, I began to become more and more anxious. As I slowly turned around, I saw him... The Slenderman.