Slender.
Music is inspiration. Writing is my friend.A scream echoed through the room once again. This had been going for a while now, and the man was starting to contemplate on whether to enter his sister's room or leave it alone. A scream was heard through the neighboring room once more. Alright, that was it. He stood up, about to exit his room, when someone entered, runnning, before he could.
"What the. . what are you doing? And what was the screaming all about?"
"See for yourself." she said.
"Fine then I will." he said as he left the room and entered the neghboring one. He noticed that all lights were shut off and only the lone computer monitor was giving light. He slowly, curiously strode towards it, and when he did, he let out a laugh. A head peeped through the door frame.
"It's not that funny." she said with a frown.
"Seriously? It's not that funny?" he asked.
Like, how many time would you see that all the screaming going on for the past hour wasn't because of or anything, but because your little sister went through your things and was playing Slender.
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