Ask-Slender-Girl

Slendy, in witch her human "friends" call her Vendeta, sat in a long oak. Her black hair swishing in the October breeze. Her red skirt tucked neatly across her legs and Her thoughts only focused on Vladamir...another one of her kind. Vladamir was one person in the world who cared about Vendeta. Vlad always knew the right words to say. Both of them were at the age of 16 and had met one night when they had seen each other and Vendeta wasn't hypnotized by his glare. He approched her and looked at her astonished. Vlad asked her some questions and they had met up at the Hay Stacks every night.      ~unfinished