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▲ * Before reading, know all information below is true. These encounters have been retold by the one they happened to. All names and Dates have been changed to help protect identities. Know that this will be updated daily, so check back often for regular updates, hopefully 1 or 2 a day. Please, take this information to heart.
'''April 15, 2012'''▼
▲April 15, 2012
My names is Ryder. I am currently 23 years old, and live in Washington State. In case you do not know the ledgend of Slenderman, I would highly recommend learning about him before reading this. But anyways, in simple terms, hes hunting me. He has a plan and a goal, and I'm stuck right in the middle of it. I know soon I will die, and so that is why I'm writing this, so those who know me will learn the truth. If I disapear, hopefully this will give you a few leads. I guess the best place to start is at the beginning, when I was 11. I hope you don't dismiss this too quicky, and spread the word. We need help.
'''June 11, 2005'''▼
▲June 11, 2005
In case you didn't know, although its very rainy in Washington, the summers are fucking hot alot of the time. Well no kid likes being bored on a Summer afternoon, so my dad took me biking on this couple mile long trail that goes along the highway.
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I didn't tell him, in hopes he wouldn't let me come back here to ride. And so we continued on our way, me not looking back.
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