February 19

Last night was… interesting, so to say. I woke up in the middle of the night with Slender Man's face so close to mine that I couldn't move without hitting him.

"Slender Man?!" I whisper yelled but caught myself, remembering my friend sleeping on the floor. He didn't wake up, I was in the clear.

I got my iPod and used the notes app to write to Slender. He did the same for me.

'Why are you in here?!?!' I typed. 'One, we're all sleeping and two you scared the living crap outta me!!'

He didn't answer right away. Slender just looked at my friend on the flip bed. 'Thought you'd get mad cause he was here…' he typed. I was surprised how well he typed sentences. Writing them out and talking through the wind seemed… so, no, too simplistic. I also supposed he used his other arms to txt because he was fast at it.

'As long as he can't see you it should be fine…' I typed quickly, trying to match my slender friend.

I added another sentence. 'Why are you in here??'

Both of us were sitting up in my bed, passing the iPod back and forth.

'I wanted to know what you dreamed…'

'It was a nice dream … the worst part was waking up '

'Really??'

'Yeah… now will ya let me go back to sleep so I can dream again?' I whispered a chuckle.

'Could I try controlling your dream this time?' He eagerly looked to see what my answer would be.

'Idk… This morning my parents said I was in such a deep sleep they thought I was dead :\'

'U afraid of death?' He looked at me worryingly; at least I thought so…

'Not afraid of death… afraid of leaving my friends and family… I don't want to make them sad…'

Slender Man patted my head and typed, 'Then I think it is best we don't until we know how to use it.'

I was about to type something asking about his history… I had been looking up Slender Man stories and legends… so far none of them are good. It just made me wonder why he was so nice now… I'm not going to ask until we can talk aloud.

As we typed on the iPod I was getting tired. I actually dropped it because I was dozing off. I caught it quickly and froze, unbelieving that I actually caught that.

'Good catch,' Slender typed in the notes.

"Thanks…" I quietly said.

'Why would you drop it?'

He handed me the device back very carefully. 'Just tired…' I explained.

'Sleep.'

I paused. 'Ok… don't get the wrong idea… but it feels weird sleeping knowing you're in here…'

He almost flipped out but I reminded him how late it was.

'I won't do anything!! It's just… it gets lonely outside. It's still winter so it's always so quiet…''

How could I say no to that?! I felt so bad for him I gave him a tight hug. "Just try not to scare anyone," I whispered to him.

Slender nodded 'yeah' and left me to sleep while he sat at the end of my bed.

And that was my 'surprise' at night. Later on in the day, after we went to my grandmother's house after church, I walked up and down her road listening to music. I went for a sprint every once in a while, preparing myself for the mile run we have to do in school this spring. Very often, though, I caught a glimpse of Slender Man in the woods of the valley. I ignored him, thinking he was just playing around and going to jump out and "scare" me when the time was right but he never did. I don't think he knew that I knew he was there… When the pause in between songs happened, I heard heavy rustles in the leaves across the road. It sounded like someone tried to charge up the steep hillside. When I whipped my head around I didn't see anything or anyone, but out of my peripheral vision, I saw my tall friend's suit standing out amongst the trees. I don't think he knew I knew about that either…

He's at my window right now… and I'm not sure I want him to know about the paragraph above just yet, so I'll end this for now…