The Hunted, a short Slenderstory

Jeremy Anderson, a hunter from Ypsilanti, MI, has a problem. A very tall, thin, and faceless problem. After one too many close scrapes with the entity chasing him, he started running... and hasn't stopped. Sick of running and hiding like an animal, he is willing to take any way out he can find, however improbable. If only things were that easy. Escape is impossible. Death is inevitable. The hunt is on.



Okay, so I've been writing for about nine years now and figured it was high time I posted some work of mine here for you folks to read. This is my first time posting something I've written about the Mythos, and I'd like a little bit of feedback. Comments, critique, praise, criticism, whatever you think it deserves, I'd like you to give it to me.

This is one of two Slenderman short stories I wrote before I got really into the Mythos, that is, before I watched more than one or two web series, etc. Just bear in mind that I was a very new Slenderfan when I wrote this and although I am proud of how it came out, I've got a little bit of stage fright posting it here for you picky people to read. Looking back on it, although there are flaws, I still think ti's a pretty good stand-alone Mythos story, possibly even a good Creepypasta, if you feel so inclined to take it that way.

If you all like this one enough, I can post the other (much less dark) story, although I figure you'd probably like to see this one first since it's closer in tone to the Mythos as a whole, I think. This story is also written in a journal format, one of the few times I've written anything in that format.

I hope you enjoy this story for what it is, even with its flaws.

i liked it but it is a bit short

Well, it's a short story. It's supposed to be short. XD

ok its good then

why don't you submit it to creepypasta.com

That was fantastic! Really well written.

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Good Job!

Thanks guys. ^w^

AlkerStay, it's not intended to be a Creepypasta. Just a very short Slenderstory, since that's how ideas come to me best. I suppose I could submit it to a Creepypasta archive, but I don't necessarily think of it that way.

aGamingFish, that's what I was hoping to achieve here. The idea that there's never truly a victory without some sort of price payed... whether that be good or bad.

Spoiler:

It all makes sense now