So the first time I properly saw Slenders.

Ahem.

The first time I remember seeing slender is a funny one. I was fifteen at the kind of stage of life where I was midway through hormones, learning to drive, terrible mistakes regarding my future, and looking at porn. (Admittedly the latter two may be one and the same...) And I was in the fucking bathroom. I ended up suffering from pee shyness because he was a silhouette at my window... A second story window.

A second-fucking-story window.

I suppose there's the theory that he could have been a window cleaner in a business suit. But what happened afterward sort of disproved that.

I turned around and he was there, he kinda had to tilt his head to fit, but that just added to the full frontal Eldritch Horror. At that point, all pee shyness had gone away. He just stared at me for a moment... Well. I say stared. I more mean... Looked? Tilted his faceless head in my direction? Yeah, let's go with that one.

Well, he tilted his faceless head in my direction... And then he just left. Like... I must have blinked because he was just gone...

TL;DR: Pissed myself literally the first time I saw the Slenderman.

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