These archives get much less scary when you read them to the tune of Swedish tween pop and the Japanese Mario theme. just saying.

Who's he? Because if it's Slenderman, I think it's too late.

he is coming THERE IS NO REFUGE ''ev''en ''i''n my h''ea''d oh god somebody help me

This troper And was bored out He of his mind, and decided Has to go through these archives for the heck of it. I did not sleep well for nearly a month. Embraced Now I came back with a vengeance. I no longer fear Slenderman. I have embraced him. Me

So this troper was busy doing stuff, when all of a sudden Slender Man snuck up behind me and knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I saw that all the twenty-dollar bills in my wallet had been stolen and replaced with smaller bills adding up to the total value taken.

I once saw Caramelldansen slenderman. I cannot sleep anymore.

I don't know if he's killable, but you can fight him, and he screams. I think I'm what you might call a survivor, but he might not be done with me yet. However, I have one of his arms as a trophy on my wall, and he will have '''hell''' getting it back.: ::Back to sharpening my axe.:

'Zat you SamJaz?

Well, it finally happened. SlenderMan became literal NightmareFuel for me last night. The stupid thing is he never actually showed up, I was just planning an excursion outside, knowing he'd probably get me...let's hope it doesn't mean anything

God I hope that tapping outside my window is just the branch...but weird...I cut my branches off the other day...

I've been coughing an awful lot lately…

I keep feeling this weird presence outside my window at night, like something is watching me.

I just spent the evening watching EverymanHybrid with some friends over Skype. Afterwards, I started experiencing audio distortion. Putting two and two together, I stalked around to make sure no one was watching. The distortion got WORSE as I got near the windows. ''Fuck.''

And of course, half the participants were coughing the whole time, myself the worst.

This troper was surprised to see the Operator symbol painted behind his local library. Like, for real, it's actually there. Granted, it's probably not connected to the mythos, but yeah, creepy.

The night before last night, I had a dream about Slender Man. There was a TV in some location in the dream, and Slendy kept appearing on it randomly with a noise like at the end of a screamer video. When I woke up from that dream, I couldn't remember anything that had happened the previous day...

I've had a dream about him too, one where he kept coming into my room, and I wake up to the sound of my mother freaking out about the front door being unlocked. Brrr.

I was passing through downtown Tribeca yesterday when I saw some guy in a hood scratching the operator symbol onto the side of someone's Land Rover. When I pulled out my phone to take a picture, he/she was gone...

I read about Slender Man last night. I woke up at 5 in the morning. Coincidence? I think not.

I just saw HIM in the reflection of my laptop screen. I even felt his presence.

I saw what looked like the Operator symbol scratched on the walls of an elevator a few days ago. Now my headphones are starting to make weird noises when I'm not actually listening to anything. Gee, this won't keep me up at night or anything...

This troper was reading the original thread and happened across a poster who had planted a cardboard Slender Man by a forest road, complete with before and after pictures. I glanced at the "before" picture and HOLY JIBBLING JEEBUS HE'S THERE ALREADY!!!

I DEMAND PROOF....please?

Genesplicer's post about halfway down. Check the top left.

....FUCK.

I don't see it.

I finally snapped last night. I stormed out of my house and right up to him screaming "What do you want? Why are you here? Leave me be!" And then, the stupidest thing occured to me. I reached into my pocket, and I offered him a $20 bill, desperate and half-insane. ''He took it, nodded in gratitude, and went away.'' I haven't been coughing as much lately.

He probably just wanted $3.50.

To all of those who are kept awake by Slendy, ''listen to me''. That slender motherf***er is NOTHING TO BE AFRAID OF. Just think of it this way. Slendy wants to take you away from your life, your friends, the people who rely on you. He wants to hurt them. Now let that get you pissed at him, and remember: if he comes for you, don't lie down and offer him 20 bucks. KICK THE SHIT OUT OF HIM.

This troper saw MarbleHornets and EverymanHYBRID last night and thought it would be fun to create a fanboyish, transparent anecdote about Slenderman. So he did make one. troper is the author of the above paragraph, and the one above that, and the one above that...

Good LORD that is terrifying.

Okay, tonight's the fourth of November, and a few days ago was Halloween, so I thought it'd be cool to look up something scary for the holiday, since I normally avoid that stuff like the plague. You can guess what I chose. Anyway, he started coming for me in the usual way (I ''know'' he was there, I could see weird shapes in the room when the lights were off). Finally last night, on a desperate whim started yelling at him. Know what I said? '' '''"GET LOST!! OR I'LL F___ING RAPE YOU!!"''' '' And you know what? It ''worked.'' The creepy bugger '''ran''' for the window and ''jumped out'' (my dorm room's on the first floor/basement), and then ran away like a FinalGirl in a horror movie. Confused, I just went about my business (sleeping... trying to sleep) and the next day I came across a YouTube video. Evidently, someone not only ''said that'' to him, but if his reaction is anything to go by, they ''did''.

It is obvious that we have found The Slender Man's true enemy! The Angry Man!

this troper was watcHing youtube whEn he heard some banging noises on his waLl. he turned his laPtop's volume up to ignoRe the soUNds and got treated to an ear full of audio distortion. HE IS starting to get worried, especially with the strange sounds HE heaRs outsidE.

This Troper was sitting by a huge bay window with her friend before school started, which they always do. After a brief discussion on Slender Blogs, the non-troper freaked and pointed out into the school yard. Some kid at a far enough distance to not see his facial features was walking around IN A FULL OUT BLACK BUSINESS SUIT. Cue epic laughter. Once the bell rang, both got up to get to class...and the same kid walked out of the room in front of them, when they hadn't seen him enter...their other friend could hear the intense freakout from down the hall.

This Troper made the mistake of showing MarbleHornets to a number of her friends. Firstly, nobody else was scared, which makes me feel like a wuss for ever finding the videos creepy. Secondly, one of those assholes dressed up like him and lingered outside yesterday morning by the dining hall, and then decided to scuttle off afterwards and not take credit for it. Assholes. And it was my birthday, too. I bet they think they're being quite clever. Fifty bucks says it'll end up on YouTube.

This troper can't take the Slender Man seriously, because at one point she thought about how the Slender Man could be anywhere, just anywhere, watching you... meaning that at that very moment, he could be standing on top of the in-motion car I was sitting in at the time, having his non-face smashed into overhead traffic signs.

This Troper is thoroughly disappointed by Slim Jim. I've watched all the vlogs on Youtube, I started my own damn blog, I dressed up like him, and he's still not stalking me. I mean come on, man! I did everything they said not to do, and I'm still not being stalked? That makes me sad.

This troper was outside her house tonight when this shadow of something...tall...with branchy things appeared on the wall right in front of her. Cue moment of panic when she realized that there was no light source to be casting that shadow...

troper met him, once. He looked at me, into me...and he ran. He ran so fast, so determined, and so far away. It was then I realised that all the questions I'd asked myself about my nature were rhetorical. I've always known, and I never wanted to know. Now I am grown. Now I am free. we are unstoppable.

Dreadfully sorry about that. Looks like some munchkin used my login. I'd think I'd accidentally left myself logged in somewhere, if I actually went anywhere.\\ \\ l\\ \\ the tree man is coming for me make him go away dear god in heaven no no no no please im sorry\\ \\ [[supersecretspoiler:ate]]\\ \\ no plea

... Oh, God, Candlejack got him! Wait... SHI

I met him. I saw a face. It was a regular face. He talked to me. He's cold. That's it. He sees us, inside, in the warmth, and he just wants in. ''He's just cold''. Oh God, he's... HE'S JUST A CHILD, OH GOD, FOR HIS SPECIES HE IS STILL A CHILD, AND HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND WHY WE WON'T JUST LET HIM IN FROM THE COLD.

[[Series/DoctorWho Are you my Mummy? ]]

Once, this troper woke suddenly around 3 AM. She likes to keep a glass of water by her bed, and directly across the room from the glass is her closet door. When she reached for the glass, guess who she saw in the water. After her initial 'oh SHIT' moment, she freaked and immediately reached for the switch-blade she keeps under her pillow. Nothing was there. The closet door is white and there was nothing even remotely black in or around it. That was three nights ago. This troper hasn't slept since.

About a week ago, this troper happened to glance sideways at the glass of water next to her, and instead of her reflection she saw...HIS. At about the same time, the music she was listening to suddenly stopped, then began repeating itself over and over. She ripped out the earbuds, gave the Slenderman reflection the finger, and didn't sleep for the next three nights.

Alright you two, how about seeing the Slenderman in a picture of you when you were little? this picture stays on my mom's fridge all the time, and everyday I check. He's there. OH GOD IS HE THERE. I'm now scared for my little brother, because he was in the photo with me.

Two things I want to say. The first is that Rule 34 linked in the main article to was actually kinda hot. The second is that I've recently stuck a cardboard cut-out of Slenderman in my window. Who wants me to describe the reactions?

*raises hand*

YES. This must be done.

(I should have clarified; this is my dorm room window) UPDATE TIMEZ: So far, I've had six post-its asking where Alex is on my door, 20 dollars in an envelope from the Medieval Society and the person in the room across from me has put up a Slenderman in response so they can chat :-3

...I am SO doing this if I get a dorm room.

Now with all this attention, He will come and investigate. Or are you forgetting what happened in EverymanHYBRID?

I take a public bus to my college. Right before it arrives at the school, it drives down a heavily wooded road (and passes through a partially abandoned mental hospital, but that's another story). Every time I look out the window, I expect to see Him. Also, the bus stop is about a 10 minute walk from my house. When I get home, it's usually after dark. When I walk home from the stop, I find myself glancing at every tree, hedge, and fence, to make sure He isn't waiting for me.

This troper was in school, bored out of his mind, having already taken enough shit from my stupid classmates. As I was walking around the school courtyard during breaktime and I saw Slender Man. All the way across the grass field, hidden by the shadow of the wall, which was filled with big trees and leaves. He was "staring" at some of my colleagues and guys from the other classes who like to piss me off. Then I felt him turn his look at me. I simply smiled and waved before leaving the place, saying to myself(And him) "Dinner's served". Next day, the students disappeared. All of them, with not even their backpacks being found. Cue to evil laugh. Heck, I even walked up to the field where I last saw him and left 20 dollars by the spot where he was standing!

I'm not sure on this, but I think he's a fae or a demon. I had just found out about the slender man, and I was laying in my bed trying to get to sleep, and ignoring the growing feeling of dread. Finally I look up and see him just standing there fifteen feet away, with three tentacles coming out of his ribcage. I grabbed the first thing I though to, which was the large iron crucifix above my bed, and through it at him, as it flew towards him, he seemed to slide back as though repelled by it. I'm not sure if it's because of the fact it was iron or a crucifix, but it seemed like he didn't want to go near it.

Or maybe he just didn't want to be hit by the large iron (presumably heavy) crucifix.

I'm now going to have to explain to my Wiccan girlfriend why she has to sleep in a bed underneath a bloody giant iron crucifix from now on. Thanks a lot.

This isn't made up, I swear. I just got over a cold and so I've been coughing, right? Like mad, seriously. Just today, there was fog rolling over the hill. 2 signs coincidence, 3 signs for sure... (thought I swear I heard tapping on my window last night, might just have been the rain...)

Don't worry about it, I've had this nasty cough for like three weeks and... come to think of it, it started right at the same time I found out about Slender Man. Hm.

(OP) Yeah, it's just weird 'cause I started a story of my own (in which a highschooler gets drawn into the mess because two of his friends looked too deep) on Wednesday. Just yesterday my friends were looking up Slender Man stuff, too... I'm just a little paranoid's all. Runs in the family.

This Troper swear she saw him last night. She was looking out her window (probably from still being paranoid after reading way too much on Encyclopedia Slenderia) and she grazed over what looked like someone in a black suit. Didn't notice it at first,but after looking away,she realized what she thought she saw. But,the instant she looked back,poof. Gone. She was coughing the rest of the night...

My friends and I love exploring wooded places... at night. Well, I used to love it (when I was naive)... now I wonder how many times I could have seen him in there...

The guy who invented The Slender Man, Victor Surge? He lives. In. My. State. Everything just got a whole HELL of a lot creepier.

Let's just say tall bald neighbor + business suit + falling dusk = BRICKS SHAT for this troper.

After stumbling on the main page on here (damn you TVTropes) I decided to go on an ArchiveBinge of MarbleHornets. (Once again, DAMN YOU TVTROPES.) I managed to get to entry number... fuck I can't remember, and I'm not going back. Regardless, it's the one where the camera is left on and Slenderman slowly creeps in the room. After a minute or two, I had to stop, pausing the video and flipping to another tab to calm down. But... it didn't work. My browser chose that specific moment to flip the fuck out, freezing on that frozen image of him in the doorway. So, while I waited for it to calm down (and to get away from the huge goddamn window at my back) I got up and started walking to the kitchen to get a drink. Immediately, after I took like two steps, it sounded like every board in the entire house was creaking. The sound may have been the dryer changing cycles upstairs, but the two combined proceeded to start some goddamn bricklaying in my pants. This was all... 15 minutes ago, and the stupid window is at my back again, making me freak out at every passing car's shadow... though I don't dare check to see if it's cars. For all of the people who have fallen prey to this page already, I'll post more if more happens. I'm not sure if I'm being targetted, but if I am... I'm hoping the WMG of him avoiding a large group's wrath is true, and posting this myself might give me some protection for the moment.

I say we get a list going of his potential weaknesses and identity. anything to help those who are already being targeted. Add any experiences or what not of your own. If you're worried about being targeted stop reading now.

1.) It's evident he can be physically harmed, as mentioned several times here.

2.) The Operator Symbol keeps him away. Use it. hope to God it doesn't fail.

This troper is working on the 'Rules of Slenderland.' What I have so far is here, and any help would be much appreciated.

You might want to take another look at those rules, now...

I saw. Welp, it was only a matter of time.

troper would like to apologize for accidentally deleting part of that document... She is not very good at technology...

As a child, this troper used to draw a tall bald man with no face in suits. This was in 1997 long before he'd show up on Something Awful or Marble Hornets.

Upon reading this, this troper's first thought was "pssht, that's not scary...a tall, hairless, faceless man in a suit is a pretty archtypal image. A lot of people probably drew him as kids. Hell, *I* used to draw tall, hairless faceless men in suits all the time, I have a bunch of old notebooks with them still." ...Then it occured to me: wait. Isn't that even scarier?

He is very much real. He lives in Long Island in the basement of the house that a friend of mine resides in, is a manic depressant, has been around for over two millenia, and was, at one point, raped by woodland creatures. Satan-worshipping woodland creatures, to be exact.

He lives on Long Island? Great, now I have to move.

Nah, he's a pretty cool guy, from what I've heard. My friend keeps beating him in... I forget, actually. I think it's either Monopoly Streets or Halo: Reach. Also, the 20 dollars didn't help. And he (my friend, that is) is too young to, as they say "get krunk and pick up chicks".

Thin tree with long, arm like branches + Glob of snow near the top to look like a head + Looking at it blurrily through curtains = MAJOR BRIX.

This troper sometimes wishes Slenderman was real, just to add some fun to the paranoia he usually has.

Ever had a random tap on your window?

That's no random tap...

This troper saw the operator symbol on a chalkboard in her dorm building and took a picture of it on her phone. The side it was written on only faces the hallway she uses to walk out of the building. The next day, the symbol was gone and was replaced with [Oh Hello]. Cue paranoia. Did I mention the campus has lots of trees?

Same troper as above. Since learning about the Slender Man, she's been reading tons of blogs and watching a few vlogs and has had a total of four dreams somehow related to the Slender Man. Only two of which featured him, one mentioned him by name, and another implied he was there in the background. She also thought she saw him while closing a window in the corner of her eye.

My dog totally hangs out with this dude. I don't see any issues with him, aside from the Hilarious Antics and what not that She, HIM and Pyramid Head sometimes cause.

This troper once thought she saw him in the hallway. She was alone in the lobby of one of the buildings on campus, playing some flash game on her laptop between classes...and as she looked up for just a moment, she saw him. But when she did a double take...turned out to be some tall kid in skinny jeans. Boring.

This troper follows blogs/videoblogs/tumblrs extensively and even writes her own blog. Hardly surprising that, while biking home drunk recently, she almost crashed when she saw what looked like a tall, long-armed figure on the side of the road...turns out it was just a particularly odd-looking telephone pole. Or was it.

I seem to have misplaced $20.00.

So I recently got a friend into Slendy Mythos--this is a friend who is a zombie enthusiast. Not easily freaked out. Obviously however, Slendy has him shitting bricks. However, that is not the point--the ''point'' is that he recalls sometime as a teenager a few years back, falling asleep in his den. A few moments later he wakes up, it's dark outside. There is a slender figure in the doorway. Not thinking anything of it, he complains to the figure to turn out the lights--which it does, after ''fondling his hair.'' This is some years after the same slender figure freaked him out as a 6 year-old, when he was prone to seeing things one moment, looking away, and it being gone the next.

Oh yeah, that 6 year-old story? Slender Figure, obviously disappeared the moment he looked away. Our running theories are that Slendy is socially inept, a creepy guardian of my friend's, or a creepy guardian sent to watch over the Antichrist (thereby implying said friend is the Antichrist; don't ask). Whatever it is, it's fucking creepy.

This troper left this page and its archive for a while and recently came back. Boy, do I have a lot of catching up to do.

YOU ARE NEXT.

So, it was 11:00 at night the middle of December, and I was sitting in my basement dorm room, which, while it has no windows (which is a definite plus) is a rather dimly-lit quad, so there's a lot of shadowy corners. I was sitting in one of them, rewatching Marble Hornets for the second or third time. I'd also recently gone on a binge to catch up with a few months worth of EverymanHYBRID, and my viewing material ''immediately'' beforehand was "Blink." The technical term for this is "a very bad idea."\\ \\ I was in the middle of Entry #23 when the fire alarm went off.\\ \\ Let's just say that if I ever find out who burnt that popcorn, they will ''suffer''.

This troper has had a cough since he was 11 years old, for a reason that a lot (a lot as in "any") of medical tests couldn't find.

This troper once thought he heard Slendy outside, so he challenged him to a rap battle. Since Slendy doesn't have a mouth, the troper won by default.

It was dark, and i suddenly started coughing. Tapping noises on the windows. I grabbed a butchers knife at the ready, and met him. We fought. I won. only I didn't. I injured him. but he didn't bleed. I killed him. but he didn't die. He ran. But he shall return. Please save me.

This Troper was rather flush a few weeks back. Mom and dad weren't so I loaned them my last two twenties for gas and food. Later that night a strange tapping was on my windows and a chill set in... I'm not one to jump to conclusions, but...

Well, that's what you get for wifin' in the club.

I dreamed of him a few nights ago. He actually had a face. It was like shapes and colors, reaching far beyond where his head should have been, and it was both entrancing and terrifying. What was more disconcerting was that the setting resembled a painting in my bedroom...

This troper's friend thinks her house is haunted because she and her family have had several encounters with a tall, faceless apparition in a black suit. She swears every story she tells is true. The ''really'' scary part? Said friend has never even heard of MarbleHornets.

This troper was turning her lights out for bed, when she thought she saw a long black arm reaching for her.

Once while on a train ride to visit family, a bald man in a suit walked down the aisle, and until he was next to me, I couldn't see his face at all. It was utterly horrifying.

Just now, I was going through another Slendy binge when I thought "Wow, it's so hard to find a Slendy story I can relate to because I never really experienced any Slendy paranoia." To which there was an immediate tap at my window and I choked and coughed on the soda I was drinking. Mommy. And it happened again when I was about to post this story. Fantastic.

This Troper made the stupid, ''stupid'' mistake of reading about the Slender Man Mythos at night. In a room with the light off. In an empty house. And then I tried to take my mind off of it by listening to "Pumped-Up Kicks" by Foster The People. ''Now every time I hear that song, I think about Slender Man. I can never truly enjoy the song again without being creeped out''. ("An' I don't even know what, but he's comin' for you, yeah, he's '''comin' for you'''...")

Update: I have found three ways to sorta kill the horror. 1: imagine Slendy as and refer to him as "Jack Skellington's Eccentric Brother"; 2: Imagine Slendy carrying a briefcase and wearing a bowler derby hat; 3: Saying the phrase "Bendy Slendy in Upendi"

Why did you have to say that? This troper loves that song and heard it on the radio today. Right after I started to watch MarbleHornets. And just saw something in the darkness out of the corner of my eye...

This Troper is working on writing a movie about Slenderman, I originally came on here to ask for help with ideas of things to include, but now I'm just freaking out because there is this really tall shadow outside my window. I wonder if he just wants to read what I have so far...

This other troper would like to help anyway and suggests that you save the reveal for late in the film, or never show him clearly at all. Marble Hornets has been successful with only brief glimpses so far... and leave things open enough for a sequel. ''Always'' plan for a sequel. He'll probably want to be in your moooooovie.

I haven't been afraid of the dark in years, I read the entire HONF section without flinching...but this god damn THING had reduced me to sleeping with a nightlight and stuffed animals. DAMN YOU, SLENDER MAN! DAMN YOU TO HELL!!!!!!

I have a couple things to share:

Slender Man can be a character in the World Of Darkness tabletop RPG, being a Fae or a Vampire. Just something small and funny to take note of

While walking in the park from a friend's place to another friend's place along with said friends, I decided to tempt fate and look around. One of the poles on a playground had snow on it, and the playground structures behind it looked like branches. Hadn't it been for my two friends, I'd have ran. Fast

I sleep in a basement of a house, I rent a room down here. The family who owns the house decided to remodel everything. So, my room was left unchanged and everything else in the house looked abandoned as the walls were torn down to make new ones. Guess what I saw I saw on the reflection of a window during this (already distressing) times? Cue no sleep until I got a new room in another house.

I was at my local park, just enjoying a walk (in the evening, no less), when I see a head poking out from behind a tree, watching me. After a second of total panic, I realize it's just a balloon. Later, I'm walking home, and I see something ducking out of sight behind a tree. Unlike the earlier balloon scare, I obtain no evidence to explain what this second scare really was. Crap.

A balloon scared you less?

Yes.

As this troper was reading this very page he started to feel a bit frighten. It is 2:23 in the morning and my room is dark. So I go and try to tun on the light by my bedside and it wont turn on the light bulb just sort of popped. In all seriousness I think I almost wet my self.

This troper, after enjoying MarbleHornets and TribeTwelve and about half a dozen of the blogs, had to take the garbage out. At night. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a tall, reasonably thin fellow silhouetted in the glow of my neighbour's front door for a moment. I jumped about a foot before I looked closer and realized it was my neighbour himself...

This troper is an insomniac, and therefore is prone to taking a while to fall asleep, as well as waking up in the middle of the night. A few months ago, a few days after I first started watching Marble Hornets (and mostly got over the fear), I fell asleep almost immediately. I woke up at 3 or 4 to the sound of my cat scratching on my door, so I got up and let him in. He immediately ran over to my window, and started meowing. That's weird in and of itself, because he never meows unless something's wrong. I thought of MH and Slendy, but decided to check and see what was out there. He was ''right there,'' standing outside my window. I almost screamed, but when I blinked, he was gone. For the next two weeks, I constantly felt as though I was being watched, and had increasing trouble with sleeping. Worst part? There are two windows in my room. The window that my cat looked through was the window that's by my bed. More specifically, it's ''right behind me.''

This troper (the same one from above) was listening to this song, when around 2 minutes, she saw the Operator symbol ''in blood''. Someone already suggested that Slender Man is the Little Dream.

I can't find the link, but I had suggested this very theory on the video, got an agreement from the uploader. I wonder why it was removed...

This troper has been reading all sorts of information on the Slender Man, from Marble Hornets to Dreams in Darkness to Everyman HYBRID. He hasn't had any encounters yet, apart from his usual feeling of being watched at night. But he did get a cough for no reason... his suspicion is that he managed to ward off the Slender Man so far due to the fact that on a completely inexplicable urge the night he was introduced to it, he drew the Operator symbol on several pieces of cardboard scattered around his house, which are still there. But that may only work for so long...

I say Candlejack and type Candlejack all the time, but he never comes for me. Now, there may be a few reasons for this, but it's probably best for your sanity not to think too deeply about them. Further, Slender Man stories can't frighten me nearly as much as a mirror. I mean, would you want to look into that blank, expressionless version of yourself, and constantly hear him asking to be let out?

This troper has a blog she updates alot posting experiences from the complexes and around the area as well. Recently saw a man in the brush, that looked ALOT like Slendy... sends a chill down my spine...

This is just an alternate account. I have no net at home right now, but it should be resolved soon. Anyways, I haven't updated my blog yet, but some FREAKY STUFF has been happening at my complex... like the neighbors next to us have been unusually quiet and a little more paranoid than usual, the new neighbors that moved in a year ago are already moving out without telling us. Connection? They have seen or their friends have been attacked by "a tall, thin man with tentacles from his back." To make matters worse, one of the neighbor kids was told by him to tell me "You're next." I need a hug now...

To add up, I saw a little story of how Slendy came to be on deviantART. Even though it was a fan interpritation, wanna know what made me shat bricks? The girl that was befriended in the story, her name was Sarah. (Even though it's an alternate spelling) is my name...

My friends and I have started a little Slenderblog of our own, The Disco Link, (link here) has added several layers of HighOctaneNightmareFuel to all of our lives. Ever since we've started it, we've been seeing him everywhere. know he's not real, but...

This troper is going to post a Slender Man slideshow on Youtube with the song "Creepy Crawler". Wish me luck.

This troper was chatting online when her girlfriend (who has anxiety troubles, which should be mentioned) started freaking out. Over what? To quote her directly, "a monster". Jokingly, I asked if it was wearing a suit. She was absolutely ''shocked'' and freaked out even more as to how I knew that. Then she gave me a perfect description of Slendy and said she had been seeing "the monster" nonstop everywhere she went. The scary thing is that not only does she have no idea who Slenderman is, but I had been having paranoia attacks weeks before and mentioned him only by name. I had also been telling her no matter what to not look ''him up''. She still hasn't, and now I'm also freaking out because he's after my girlfriend.

This troper recently began looking into the Slender Man, but just realized that for several years, whenever he's alone for a few hours, he sometimes sees a dark figure out of the corner of his eyes. He always assumed it was simple paranoia resulting from being alone because the figure would sometimes be out in the middle of a field, and sometimes passing by his bedroom door. Now, he's not so sure.

This troper's heard about a lot of people having nightmares about Tall Dark and Faceless. He's only had two dreams about him; the first one was like a MarbleHornets entry. It was one of those dreams this troper watches instead of participates in, and he distinctly recalls thinking, upon Slender Man's appearance, HOLY SHIT IT'S SLENDER MAN THAT'S SO FUCKING COOL. In the second one, he and Slenderthing were bros. He's starting to wonder what this says about him.

...that you have a firmer grip on reality than most of the people on this page?

I'm perfectly fine.

Hey, it's me again. This story isn't my own, but a friend of mine's, who I will call "Chibi". She lives at least a day's drive from me, in a different state (I don't remember which). (I have yet to meet her IRL.) I follow her Tumblr, and I talk to her via email, as well. Recently, she's been on the internet a lot more, to the point that I don't think that she sleeps at night. One day, on Tumblr, she posted a blog about having seen Slendy outside her window, due to her cat going over to the window and meowing. Several days later, ''the same thing happened to me.'' (I posted that on here already.) Then, a few weeks after, she claims to have gone for a walk in the woods, only to return and find Slendy outside of her home. Her blog is here. She seems to be starting a Slendy blog of her own. Either that, or all of us here are screwed.

I get nightmares easily. My friends told me not to look it up. Just so that I could understand what everyone was talking about, I did. I went to bed last night around 1, and was so exhausted from my lack of sleep the previous couple of nights due to this thing, that I actually slept. I felt something touch my feet around 2, and woke up screaming. I didn't see anything there. Then I fell back asleep, and didn't wake until my alarms went off around 9:30. However, around 5, my mother heard thrashing around in my room. I don't sleep walk.

This troper's best friend used to take long walks at night (long story there) and he lives on the verge of thge city, practically in the bush(we're Australian). One night he started looking around and realised just how life-like all the trees looked (this would be about a month after we got into the mythos). Cue running home as fast as humanly possible.

Great, now I'll never be able to look at a gum tree again without thinking it's Slender Man. My house is surrounded by them.

This troper's first ever sleep paralysis episodes (the first happened last month, for the record) both involved Slendy. The first involved him coming into my room with dozens of tentacles flailing, and the second one involved him just staring at me, which also made me feel the most terror. As a result, for the past three weeks, I've been more terrified of Slenderman that I've ever been since I've heard about him.

it's there and staring staring staring although it can't without a face just leave me to me and mine do not look at m

You don't get it, you don't do you? Your handle, the Knowage! He can track you. Track the cookies on your computer. He waits, he'll wait forever. Now that you know, he knows too. I thought Mark was joking, he wasn't. Run before its too You took too long

He's outside my window all the time now. I try not to think about it too much, I think he's pissed cause I only gave him tree fiddy.

I figured it out. He's a mental virus. He spreads, by making you know him. And the information we learn is retroactive. If, for example , you know he was last seen in Belaire, Kansas, he knows where YOU were last donen seen. The more we know of him, the more he siphons from out minds. The insane ones, they truly know him. Sleep tight, TVTropes.

I started reading about Slender man a month ago. I live in a house in the middle of a national forest in SoCal. My house is haunted anyway, but lately I keep seeing things. I thought I saw him at the bottom of the stairs last night. Last week, when I was driving home at night, I swear I saw him on the left side of the highway in Apple Valley. I've had this cough I can't shake for the last 3 weeks, and what's worse is I've spread the hysteria to my sister, her best friend, my brother (who I used to torture mercilessly by crawling across the floor of his room at night [I feel so guilty now]), and his friends. Frak.

And now, as of two nights ago, I live by myself. I'm so screwed.

I started reading about Slenderman a few months ago, but nothing out of the ordinary happened to me... TO ME. My brother started coughing, crying and staring emptily into space. He is following...not me, no, but my baby brother. He's only two, and Slenderman's got his eye on him. How can he fight against Slenderman?! He's just a baby! He's in the background of every picture of my bro, just there, waiting. Dear God help us.

hello everyone. it is i. some of you are perhaps wondering why i come to you. some of you probably wonder what it is that i want from you. i will give you the answer. twenty dollars. "what is it?" you ask. it's a royalty. honestly, have none of you buffoons noticed before now? one day i just happened to show up in a picture and the next thing i know, i'm everywhere! pictures, videos, e-mails, blogs, twitter. people are plastering me across everything that you can conceivably find on the internet. and you know what...until recently, i haven't seen a cent of it. you fools use me to spice up your inane youtube blogs, your insipid twitter blogs, your hopelessly mundane blog...blogs. and yet, no one has ever thought even once of what it is like to suddenly be known everywhere you go, to suddenly be abhorred and feared for no good reason. that is why i have decided to come to each and every one of you to collect my due...one way or another. so if you value your precious "sanity," you should be willing to part with the paltry sum of twenty dollars. i will be sending the paypal link to all of you by e-mail. if you don't like paying online, don't worry, i can collect in person. and don't worry about notifying me, i'll know. some of you might be wondering about the children...don't ask...it's a hobby.

Nice to finally see you here. Have you checked the HighOctaneNightmareFuel page? I think you'd love it. No, really. By the way, would you mind checking on our WMGs? I'm sure everyone here would like answers, after all. Sorry if I sound like I'm imposing all this on you. It's just...you know, we're curious.

Same troper that responded to OP....Slender Man (would you mind being called Slendy or some other nickname? Slender Man is a bit cumbersome...), we really would like answers. Besides, it's not very polite to ignore people. After all, we're just curious.

sorry, but i'm holding out and plan to write a tell all novel in the future. after that i plan to do the whole shebang...signing tours, talk show appearances the works. i'm saving up my mystery to play my celebrity status for all it's worth. i'm hoping to wait until a movie about me comes out, at which point i will have much more mainstream appeal. if you're upset by this remember, half the horror of me is not knowing me. and finally, i will remind you not to ask about my hobbies.

i would also like to amend my original statement. LittleKuriboh is exempt from paying me twenty-dollars...because he's just that good.

Still same guy. A ways down the page, someone is claiming to be Slender Man. Is he you, or an imposter?

This troper has been watching Marble Hornets with her girlfriend. A few nights ago I woke up to see a long, thin, humanoid shadow on the wall across from the window, at first I thought it was from my Jack Skellington plushie, until I realised that not only was Jack in bed with us, but that we have shutters on the windows to block any outside light; so what was making that shadow? Not only that but my best friend and I used to see similar shadows coming in from the windows whenever I was sleeping over at her house, I've had a persistent cough since I got sick at a school camp when I nine, said camp taking place in the middle of the bush(another Australian here) and too make things worse my girlfriend and me live right near mangroves, which is pretty woods meets water. Cue massive paranoid freakout. Well, to be fair it's my girlfriend is the one doing most of the worrying. I'll be properly freaked out when our pets(five cats, a dog, a rat and three ducks) acting strange

This troper found out about Slendy last year, but has yet to watch any of the vlogs. Anyway, this morning I (stupidly) decided to look Slendy up again,and listen to this song. Already properly creeped out, I opened my door...to see the entire neighborhood covered in mist. Which made everything worse. On the bus ride to school, I was kinda looking for him and kinda trying to myself he isn't real. We ended up passing this wooded area in my already wooded neighboorhood and I thought I saw him. I definitely did. But I tried telling myself it was only my imagination. When we actually got to the school, however, we passed the side and saw part of the back. All I saw for a second was a big, featureless, white circle just above the top of the school's lowest roof. It was hard to concentrate on my finals after that.

OH GOD HE'S HE

Yeah. Slender Man's here on Tvtropes. But really, it's a Troper just like any of us. We should welcome him!

If you look really close you can see Slendy in {{Inception}}.

Where?

Actually, I know Slendy quite well. We carpool sometimes. The guy get's incredible mileage. The problem is that he's a shade unreliable. He'll drop me off, but sometimes forgets to pick me up again. As for the other way around...well, he's kind of tall, so riding in my car is uncomfortable for him.

This troper is very thin and likes wearing black suits. How do you know I'm not Slenderman? I'm sbout average height. Of course, if I was Slenderman, I would say that.

Everyone is pretending to be me. Stop it guys. Just stop. I'm really a nice guy once you get to know me.

Well, no offense, but this is the Internet. We don't know that. And there is the problem with the missing children, and the various insane people.

Bah. I was too sexy for their sanity.

ah, well met and evenly-matched it would seem.

Yeah, but there are still the children. And we'd like some answers you know. By the way, is the guy a little ways up who's demanding royalties you, or an imposter?

move along nothing to see here.

Ah, but there is.

This troper was walking around his apartment complex when he heard a rustling. He turned to find no one there, but saw Him out of the corner of his eye. Turning back, he saw He was there. Four words sent Him scampering, even though it was a bold-faced lie: "Hello. I'm the Doctor."

I had a dream last night that I was in a Slendy vlog series, and Joss Whedon was in it playing my ObiWan. He basically told me Slendy could be defeated by ThePowerOfLove. I think I might spend too much time on TVTropes.

This troper, his best friend, and his brother, filmed a short Slenderman film on the 2011 4th of july, with myself in the role of Slendy. A few nights later, his brother has a Slenderman dream. A few nights after that, I had one. It doesn't help that his brother has a cough.

Aw, that's sweet.