I never knew that Blank was a deleted Creepypasta, or was even created. I just thought of the name, thinking it was available as a Creepypasta name. Sorry for the inconvenience.
I’m finished… I’m done for… All of my memories are fading. And, sooner or later, I will fade from the sight of my friends and family… This may all seem confusing to you. But, you will get why I may fade away later on. My name is Alex Mayfield. I live in Richmond, Virginia, and I felt like I was being watched. And, I was being watched.
(October 31st, 2013, 8:13:29 PM)
This all started a few months ago, back in October, on Halloween. It was candy here, candy there. I saw kids everywhere wearing their costumes. As I opened my door to give some kids some candy, I became nauseous. My stomach was inverting, like I had to throw up. Luckily, I didn't. Everyone at my door was looking at me strangely, like something bad happened to me. Since I felt sick, I just grabbed a handful of candy and put it inside all of their bags, shut the door, and ran to the bathroom, thinking I would throw up. And, I did. Strangest thing is that I haven’t had to do that in 9 years.
(November 23rd, 2013, 4:57:25 PM)'
After Halloween, I had a feeling I was being watched. I checked every inch of my house. I checked in the bathroom. Nothing’s there. I checked my bedroom, and still nothing. Living room, kitchen, basement, attic, closets… Nothing was there… I felt like someone was watching me, I swear. So, I just shrugged it off, got dressed, grabbed my bag and headed off to work. When I was halfway to work, I started getting a nose bleed. This isn't right at all... Then, I got the feeling that I was being watched again. I turned around, and found nothing there, but the sidewalk and the air, buildings and trees around me. I still shrugged it off, and kept walking to work.
(December 15th, 2013, 9:24:08 AM)
Since it was my week off of work, I decided to go see my niece and nephew down in North Carolina. So, I grabbed my keys and headed to my car. I drove to the airport, got a ticket, and headed to North Carolina.
(December 17th, 2013, 1:48:37 PM)'
When I arrived to my brother and sister-in-law’s house, I waited outside by the door. As I was about to knock on the door, I saw somebody inside of the house. It didn't look like my brother or sister-in-law, or even my niece or nephew. The person opened the door, asking who I was. “Are Max and Shelby Mayfield there?” I asked. The person looked at me, confused. Then, she answered. “No one lives here by those names… Are you sure you aren't at the wrong house?” I nodded. She just looked at me, and shut the door in my face. So, I went back into my car, and drove all around the neighborhood until I saw my brother and sister-in-law, and their kids.
Then, I saw my niece and nephew with a strange man. They were pretty far away, so I couldn't see who the man was. As I got closer, my nose began bleeding again, and I felt like I had to throw up again. I had to rub my eyes, since my vision became blurry. After I stopped, I looked up, seeing that my niece and nephew were gone with the man. I became really worried, and tried to call my brother’s phone. It was ringing. He didn't answer… I called two more times, and he still didn’t answer. I called one last time, and a voice message came up. “Sorry, but this phone number is not valid. Please contact your service operator for more help.” I hung up, wet into my car, and drove back to the airport.
Never Ending Pain
(December 25th, 2013, 7:34:53 AM)
It was Christmas time, and still, no sign of Max, Shelby, or my niece and nephew. Each day, I had tried calling their cellphones, just getting the same message, saying the number is invalid… I've even tried to find them, and still no sign of them anywhere. I thought that it was time to face facts, and say that I may have been insane my whole life, imagining them the whole time… As I went into my living room, to go down to my Christmas tree, I found four presents, all sent to me. I walked up to the boxes, thinking someone I knew sent them to me for the holiday. I opened the boxes, and I only saw photos with objects from my brother and his family. The necklace he gave Shelby, the watch he was given, and two toys from my niece and nephew. Then, I looked at the photos. They were from everyone in my brother’s family, but with a strange man I the background. I think his face was blurred out, so I couldn't see a face at all. I hope that was the case, too. Then, I knew them disappearing was because of that… thing. I need to find out more about this figure. What it is, what does it do, and where did it come from…
Faceless Monster (Pt. 1)
(January 12th, 2014, 11:27:19 AM)'
So, I decided to post the photos of my brother, sister, niece and nephew with that strange figure in the background, and who, or what, it is. Truth be told, I was a little frightened with posting those photos online, thinking that thing would come after me.
Faceless Monster (Pt. 2)
(January 14, 2014, 7:16:37 PM)
After two days, I finally got an answer about who that figure was. Someone by the username of xXK1ller0neXx told me who, or what, that figure was. “It goes by the name of the Slender Man, believed to be here for thousands of years. Some people say he was here before time, which could be true,” said the user. He then decided to chat with me over phone, since we exchanged phone numbers, so he could tell me more info. He said he would send me old photos, showing evidence that he was here for thousands upon thousands of years.
That proved it, because that living statue, impaling the soldier with its sharp, wooden, blade-like arms, looked similar to the so called “Slender Man”. “Now, you need to hold out a little while. Protect yourself with any weapons you can find,” said the user. “Even though people say he is eternal, I doubt that is true. All living things can die off.” I agreed with him, since nothing can live forever.
Faceless Monster (Pt. 3)
(February 4th, 2014, 3:48:02 PM)
I looked around my house for any weapons I kept from when I left the Army. I decided to check in my attic, and found my old M16A2 and .38 M1908 Army Pistol. I checked around my attic to see if I still had any leftover ammo that I never used. I was in luck, because I found enough ammo for both guns. Now, I just need to hold out in my home, and see what happens next.
Awaiting the Arrival
(February 5th, 2014, 5:27:14 PM)
It’s been days since I’ve looked for my family, supposedly nonexistent now. My sickness has gotten worse by the minute, and I feel like I’m slowly dying each second. My headaches are worse, my face is pale, and I’m growing more and more insane by the second. I don’t know how much longer I can last. I felt like crap, and still got out of my bed. I went to my kitchen, just to get some food, and maybe a small drink.
Out of the corner of my eye, I swore I saw what looked like a figure, standing in front of my door, inside my house. I looked over to where I thought I saw a figure, and nothing was there. My mind is becoming overly active, making me become insane. I couldn’t take this pain anymore. So, I grabbed my guns, and went outside onto my porch, awaiting my demise. My stomach felt queasy, and I threw up. This time, I saw blood in the puke. Now, I knew I was dying. I won’t make it…
Mortal’s Demise (Pt. 1)
(February 7th, 2014, 2:03:54 PM)
I blacked out, and was unconscious for two days. My head is pounding, my heart is racing, and I was growing weaker and weaker each minute. All of a sudden, I saw a figure by the forest area. I looked over to its direction, but never turned my head. It was that… Thing. That so called “Slender Man”. I grabbed my guns, and aimed at the man. My vision went blurry again, and I saw the man disappear. As my vision became clear, the man was gone.
I got up, and looked around for the man. I saw him near the forest, and ran at him with my gun. When I shot him, the bullet went right through him, which frightened me. Before I could even try to cut him with my knife, a tentacle-like arm shot out of his back, and stabbed right through my stomach. Afterwards, he disappeared. I was frightened, and thought to myself. “I’m going to die… I don’t want to die.”
Mortal’s Demise (Pt. 2)
(February 7th, 2014, 7:09:34 PM)
Now, here we are. My health is depleting, I’m bleeding out, and I’m just plain screwed. I’m disappearing from life, each second from losing blood, even with these bandages on my stomach. My whole body is pale, because of the loss of blood in my system. I don’t know how much longer I can hold out, and tell the rest of my story. But, all I say now is that I hope that I will live through the painlnagknjkgng9u4t4iovhrbzw3iohw ioz5xejtin5gyu6y89 bipu5yhnhm9x5e-=7-5n05n05n05n05n05n05n05n05n05n0c9
(February 28th, 2014, 1:55:32 PM)
Victim Name: Alex Mayfield
Birthdate: March 22nd, 1987
Date/Time of Death: February 7th, 2014, 7:09:34 PM
Cause of Death: Impalement in stomach area, blood loss
“I don’t know why or how this could have happened. Maybe he had too much pain, and committed suicide. But, how could he have impaled it right through is whole stomach, and out of his back? It could have been murder, but the only fingerprints found were on the keyboard, and on some weapons. It looked like he was trying to defend himself from an attack, so it could have been murder. But, yet again, no fingerprints were found or the murderer, if there ever was one. There were only the victim’s fingerprints. And, this isn’t the only case of probable suicide, including thought of murder, and defense from being attacked. Now, we just need to stay alert, and find out if a new report comes in about this. But, this sounds a lot like a myth that I’ve heard so much about. Like, the Slender Man. But, it isn’t real. Is it?”