She saw him in the distance, staring at her.  He was no longer a comforting presence, but a monster in her life.  She wasnâ€™t scared of him.  She wanted to know who he wasâ€¦/what/ he was.  Why he had chosen /her/â€¦all those others, dead, but not her.  She had wished for years that he would just take her away with him, take her away from her life, but he never had.  But he had been the only constant in her lifeâ€¦she couldnâ€™t lose now.  So she stood there.  Waiting for the Slender Man.