TF: Boy to Slenderman
It was a very cold night to go camping. Every time I wanted to go camping, I instantly regretted it once the cold crept in. I decided to go alone as well as all of my friends were too busy at the new kid's party. It was always much better with friends. See, the new kid, Jack I think he was called, seemed to get along with everyone except me. I don't know what he didn't like about me, but he swept through the town and he was the most popular kid I had ever known. It was starting to grind on me, so I decided I needed a break from pretty much everything.
I was tucked up in my sleeping bag ready to finally doze off to slee
The ray gun and the Arbok by flyinglikeadragon, literature
Literature
The ray gun and the Arbok
It was a lovely night to go camping, the stars were twinkling and in the forest there was not a sign of the town as far as the eye could see. Although, I did go on my own. I didn't want any of this fuss over organising anything. Oh, and the fact I only had a tent big enough for myself. I tend to go out places on my own, as it's just much more relaxing to be myself.
I was drifting off to sleep, taking in as much of the beauty of the night sky, completely forgetting the place where I was until my vision was cut off to complete darkness as my eyelids shut and my mind starting to turn on it's dream machine.
I was in the middle of one of an inte
TF: Boy to Slenderman
It was a very cold night to go camping. Every time I wanted to go camping, I instantly regretted it once the cold crept in. I decided to go alone as well as all of my friends were too busy at the new kid's party. It was always much better with friends. See, the new kid, Jack I think he was called, seemed to get along with everyone except me. I don't know what he didn't like about me, but he swept through the town and he was the most popular kid I had ever known. It was starting to grind on me, so I decided I needed a break from pretty much everything.
I was tucked up in my sleeping bag ready to finally doze off to slee
The ray gun and the Arbok by flyinglikeadragon, literature
Literature
The ray gun and the Arbok
It was a lovely night to go camping, the stars were twinkling and in the forest there was not a sign of the town as far as the eye could see. Although, I did go on my own. I didn't want any of this fuss over organising anything. Oh, and the fact I only had a tent big enough for myself. I tend to go out places on my own, as it's just much more relaxing to be myself.
I was drifting off to sleep, taking in as much of the beauty of the night sky, completely forgetting the place where I was until my vision was cut off to complete darkness as my eyelids shut and my mind starting to turn on it's dream machine.
I was in the middle of one of an inte