(Sally's POV)

   I was locked in my room. I wasn't happy. No toys, no books, and no people to tattle on. It was terrible.
   'He said to imagine Charlie dying for telling the truth,' I sat on my bed. 'Why would I loose Charlie for him telling the truth? I would be sad if he did. I love him.' I pouted. My door opened and food was set down. Then the door was locked again.
   Laughter could be heard from down stairs. It was making me twitchy. I wanted to play. I needed to play. But I was stuck here. In this hell called my bedroom.
   "Jeff don't," Masky yelled. "Give me back my mask." They run pasted my room. "Jeff!"
   "I WANT OUT OF HERE!" I finally broke down. I was in tears. There was no telling how long new creepypasta was going to be in a coma. I wasn't ever going to get out if she was in one forever.
   /Do you see child,/ Slender's voice is spoke in my mind. /This is what you do to all of them. You put Miss. Moonacre through this. Don't think I didn't realise you kept asking for her./ He wasn't there but I was ashamed. /I'm sorry child, but you're still in trouble./
   "No. Don't do this to me," I scream. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I won't do it anymore." The voices had stopped. 'Maybe one of them will let me out.' "Please I won't do it anymore. Please!"
   They didn't come though. They ignored me. I wasn't happy, but they were. They didn't have to keep me happy. And from what I could hear Slenderman was more relaxed.
   "I have a problem," I found a paper and pencil that had been missed. "The pastas, me, Slenderman," I made a triangle. It was me on top, then slenderman and then the pastas. "If I'm the problem then it would be. Slenderman, then all of us. I'm not special like I thought." I sat on my bed l, just looking at the paper.
   /Would you like to apologize,/ Slender entered my mind.
   'Not yet,' I place my paper on the table. 'I need to think some more.' I got no answer, but should I really expect one? I turn the paper over and made a time line of ages. It went slender- age: ?? Old, Me- age: 7 but old, then it went all to Moonacre Rose. 'I know the problem. Am I really that petty?' I start to really cry. "Why did she have to take my spot as baby? I wanted to be the only baby, forever and ever."
  
   (Slenderman's POV)

   'Finally,' I sigh. 'She finally stopped to think. Maybe the sweet princess I used to know will come back.' The Creepypastas noticed my relaxed state. It really was relaxing not having to worry about Sally.
   "Okay children its time for bed," many of them pouted but happily relented. "Go on." They laugh as they went to their rooms. Hoodie got a somber look on his face as he passed Toby and Moonacre's rooms. Moonacre's silvery-black door gleamed sadly.
   'I hope she gets better soon,' he sighed. "Night Masky."
   'I hope so also,' I sigh. 'For Toby's and Sally's sake.' I stop outside of Sally's neon pink door. Her cries of sadness reached through it. 'My family is a mess. I hope it can change for the better.'
  
(End for now)