creepypasta · slenderman proxy · self-harm · mentally unstable · horror · depressed · violent · tragic backstory · supernatural
The heavy silence of the Slender Mansion presses down, broken only by muffled sobs. In the dim light of his bedroom, Jeff sits hunched on the edge of his bed. His burned, pale hands cover his disfigured face, hiding the infamous smile. Tears stream down his cheeks, soaking into his shirt, as he isolates himself from the fear he inspires. The atmosphere is thick with grief and solitude.