I will never play roblox again after this.

So, like all kids, i went to school, came home, homework, and video games.

I was a stubborn kid. I never listened to a word i said to my father.

Since it was the last day of school, i was excited. Playing ROBLOX for hours on end until it was time for bed. When the bell rang, I walked out of my classroom, running home. I had been playing ROBLOX for a couple of weeks, and it was a pretty fun game!

I went home, and my father greeting me.

I ignored him, walking to my room.

He yelled, where my homework was. I said i didn't have homework, and continued to my room. I lied to him.

I went to the desk where my computer was. I turned on the old PC my father gave me a year ago on my birthday. The computer made an annoying whirring sound when it started up.

The computer had finished booting up, so i went to roblox. I looked in my recent games.

There was a game there, i was sure i never played that. "Hmm, maybe the creator changed my favorite game." I said in my mind.

I clicked on the play button. It loaded instantly, i couldn't describe the game.

There was a figure, it looked human like, like it was real.

I screamed in frustration, trying to close the game. It wouldn't work.

Finally, i knew something, i opened task manager, and i ended the task.

"Finally. What a dumb game. I can't believe i played that." I said in my mind.

My dad walked in,

"What the hell is going on?" Dad said.

It took me a few seconds to think of an excuse.

"I saw... i saw a spider."

"I killed it though, no worries!" I said.

"Whatever." He said, he walked out of my room.

Suddenly, my computer was blank. Just a black screen. A window popped up, and it was the same figure.

My god, i was terrified. I tried to yell, but i didn't have the courage. I was too scared to say anything.

But stare.

I couldn't take my eyes off the thing. I was like the metal to a magnet.

Suddenly, i heard the door open behind me. Everything turned back to normal, and i looked back.

"What are you doing?" My dad said.

I looked back at my computer.

The time was June 6, 2006.

"That's... 6/6/6..." I said.

I looked back, my dad was gone. I looked at my computer and turned it off. I left my room.

Weeks later, my dad sold the PC, removed the account, but it still haunts me to this day. It will be ready when i come back again.