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I've never been afraid of my father....
That's right, I'm Slender Man's daughter. I've never been afraid of him and as a child, he was never after me. In fact, I was the only person he never thought of giving Slender sickness to.
I'm tall like my father, but I don't have all the same features as him. I still have a face and I'm not as scary. I avoid telling many that Slender Man is my father because... Well... He's Slender Man.
Many people find it creepy that I'm more of a nocturnal type of person. They think Slender Man will get me. Little do they know, he's my dad. The only person who knows he's my dad is my best friend, Emily Darkvane.
I live a sort of lonely life with my dad. The only person I can ever invite over to my home (well a mansion, actually) is Emily. Any other friends of mine can only hang out with me at school. Emily's always had to walk me home from school.
The mansion I live in is in the middle of the woods. My father normally drags his victims into the woods. Our home is surrounded by fences and he hides the entrance/exit at night so there is no escape for his victims.
Watch out.... Slender Man, my father, may come for you, next....