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Slender Man sighting… Yes this is for real.
I am a 41 year old mom of two. My daughter told me about creepypasta recently and I have really enjoyed reading all the different posts people have put on here. I am an avid horror fan and have been since I was a kid.
About a year ago, I told my daughter about an experience I had when I was about 23 years old. She came to me recently and told me of, “The Slender Man” and I was taken aback by some of the descriptions and stories because they were very similar to what occurred to me almost 20 years ago.
First let me say that no one was injured, abducted, maimed, killed, etc… by this thing I saw. I guess you could say the only thing that happened was, I was really scared, scared like I’ve never been in my life.
I was married to my first husband at the time and after work he dropped me off at my mom’s house so she and I could talk and hang out. Unfortunately, she and I got into a HUGE argument and when her husband began chiming in I got so angry I decided to walk home. My apartment was about 7 miles away and I have never been one for exercise, but I was so damned mad I swear I was literally seeing red. So angry, in fact, that I was reliving the argument and sort of mumbling to myself (I probably looked crazy to passing cars!)
My mom lived in a nice tree soaked neighborhood and it was a beautiful spring day, a “perfect” day for Michigan, bright and sunny and warm, but not too warm.
So here I was, angry as all get out, but finding it hard to keep up the momentum of that anger because the sun felt so good and the physical movement of walking was breaking through and making me actually notice my surroundings and enjoy the walk.
Unfortunately, that’s when I saw him…
I was on the right side of the road, walking on the sidewalk when I glanced up and over to the other side of the street. Up a ways, there was a man walking with purpose going in the opposite direction than me. Not thinking much of it, I kept walking and kept thinking about my mom and the argument we had.
I glanced over again and noticed he was wearing a dark suit of some color (I couldn’t tell from that far away but at the time I thought it was navy or black) he was also wearing a tan raincoat and strangely, a dark fedora.
OK, I’m from a college town in Michigan and rarely did you see people dressed in this fashion especially on a beautiful warm day. My first thought was, this must be an older guy because who wears fedoras anymore? Then I thought who the hell wears a long raincoat on such a warm sunny day?
As we got closer to each other, he on his side of the street and me on mine, I started getting this really prickly sensation, that crawling up your spine kind of sensation that led to full out terror. I have no idea why I was reacting this way but it was so overwhelming I started to sort of pant, like I couldn’t get enough oxygen in my lungs.
We were almost perpendicular to each other now and I remember I was saying to myself, “Don’t look over! Don’t look over!” Being the person I am, of course I had to look over to him… God, I wish I hadn’t!
The first thing I saw was the fedora, then glancing down to his face… There was nothing. It almost looked like he smeared silly putty over his features. I could sort of see what looked like a little indentations where his eyes would be, but that’s all. There was not a goddamned feature on his face! And just like that, he seemed to notice that I noticed him. He turned his head, still walking in that determined walk, and “stared” at me.
I stopped and was gawking at him. He then stopped, too and stood there watching me (but he had no eyes!) Then he slowly started to cross the street towards me. At this point I was nearly hyperventilating and felt like what a cornered animal must feel like.
He was half way across the street when my “fight or flight” instincts began to kick in. In a big arc, I ran around him and made it to his side of the road right as he made it to my side of the road. I walked a little further and turned to see what he was doing… He was just standing on the sidewalk, staring in my direction.
At this point, even though we had a bit of distance between each other, I felt the absolute need to run far away from where he stood. As I was running, I kept looking over my shoulder and there he was, just standing there. I got to the corner and literally ran right into a lady. She stopped me and asked if I was alright. I told her there was a creepy guy around the corner and told her not to go that way. She looked around the corner and said that no one was there.
The lady looked sort of disheveled and I realized that I was probably talking to a homeless person. She asked me for a cigarette which I gave her and for some money if I could spare it… I literally had 37 cents on me so I gave her that, too. Then she said, “Don’t worry bout no man up ahead. That man can’t do nothing to me.” Then she smiled and walked around the corner and out of view.
I know many people in the world experience strange things, things that just don’t make any sense, Up until that point, I’d never really had anything remotely like that happen to me. That experience was so terrifying it’s still with me as if it happened an hour ago.
All the power in my apartment building went out and an alarm of some kind was going off
and to top it all off I don’t know a word of italian so this was me about an hour ago
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