That One Weird Account.

So, like any other 8 year old, I got on roblox. Everything seemed normal at first, until I found some random guy who was flying, I asked him "why are you hacking?" but he did not reply. I got off roblox (I was a bit creeped out) but then my computer started to lag a lot. It opened up his account, then joined his game, I shut down my computer. quickly called down my parents, but they didn't pick it up. I had no patience to wait, I closed my phone.

I grabbed my dads glock, I went upstairs, then I saw a figure, I quickly shot at it, it died. I hope I don't see that stupid thing (OKAY FARTING PEOPLE MY BRAIN STOP DOING ALL DAT STUFF SO TIM FOR PT.2)         Okay, so the next day, i prayed god for that thing dying, but this wase'nt the end. my parents were DEAD. i went to the closest police station, nobody was there, i then realized, this city is ABANDONED. So i went to my dads "gun room" it was well uhhh.... EMPTY with only a shotgun (spas-12 btw) i then realized that this creepypasta is NOT ON TOPIC ANYMORE. i then went back on roblox. i was quickly losing my sanity. this was not ending. i knew this from the first day on to this day. (yes i know everything here is underage blah blah blah i know guns i went to a range so dont say OH YOUR UNDERAGE like you stupid dude down there.)