Theories about the Slenderman

Alright here are some of the ideas I have about his "abilities" from what I have experienced:

• He can teleport or manipulate time
• just because He always seems farther away when you first see Him, then BAM he's in your front yard staring into your window... tapping on it
• Stretchy
• his, tentatively called, arms and legs can elongate themselves
• because of third freaking floor incident
• Mental powers
• I've had strange dreams that I blame on him... or last night's tacos
• Pyrokinesis
• maybe he was the one who set my first motel on fire (I didn't see him at all)
• official report was that some ppl. were drunk and started it
• I remain skeptical and paranoid

Anyways I'm still trying to research more about him. Will post more soon!
P.S. I really love bullet points they just look so neat and they make me think in a unbiased way. (Still freaking out.)

More Explanations

I should probably elaborate on my previous post. I'm 21 years old and I'm currently writing this from a Starbucks nearby a park in New York. When I first got the letter, I believed it was a stupide prank from one of my friends (It was originally written like this: .-. ..- -.). Then something started making weird noises (i.e. tapping on window) at night, and being the wonderful insomniac that I am, I heard every single one of them and got freaked out. I immediately confronted my friends about this, and got hit with an instant denial from them. The noises kept on for a couple of nights so I decided to set up a video camera to see if a pesky raven was tapping on my window (get my reference there?). Anyways, when I turned the thing on the next morning I saw the lovely face, or lack of one, looking directly at the camera. I lived on the third freaking floor! That was the first time I actually saw Him, but He still left me little gifts of decaying squirrels and such at my usual hangouts. Eventually I couldn't take it anymore and moved to a motel, at midnight while it was very foggy so he couldn't see me, and I woke up at the crack of dawn  to the smell of no, not bacon but smoke. I escaped and that was when I officially started running from Him.

This is Me.

My name is Alice. I was previously a college student with a promising future in pediatrics. About a month ago, I recieved an anonymous letter with just one word on it: RUN. Since then I have been chased and tormented by the Slenderman. I'm posting this blog in case something happens to me while I am running from Him. If anyone happens to have ANY information on him... Please help me.