Cooper9786

(This was inspired by 4nn1)

= |Beginning| = Today was another regular day on Roblox, it was a great summer afternoon, and I was playing my favorite game, Adio's Skatepark.

As I was playing Adio's Skatepark I met Cooper9786 as he was teaching newbies how to do tricks, I walked up to him asking him to be my friend since he, "seemed cool." As we played Roblox together we became the best of buds, but there was something strange about him, he never spoke regular, he spoke in poems.

Most of his poems he told to me were about a kid in a blue hoodie, black jeans, and swayed over hair. As he told these stories of the kid, I remembered that it was him that he was describing. Furthermore, when I read each poem, it was usually about the kid being bullied, and a family arguing over complex things he didn't understand, another was about him, and his father's relationship problem.

I was surprised by these stories and how they relocated into Cooper's personal life as that was my assumption, I kept asking him why he told these stories, but every time I did, I didn't get an answer. Then on a day I found him in a game he was talking to himself as if someone was there, so when I asked why he told these stories, why he never told answers, and why he was talking to himself. All I was greeted with was him leaving the game as he went offline for a while.

= |Middle| = He was offline for a while; I didn't expect him to come back on, but when he did, I was surprised on how he acted. He acted like the stories he said never happened and was confused on who I was, and why he was asked many questions about what happened to him while he was gone.

As I hung out with the new Cooper he seemed off, he didn't enjoy what he liked days ago, and yet he was still calling me his friend, I felt as if he wasn't even himself but a different person than him. Cooper spoke formal, he always referred to me as PAL, CHUMP, FRIEND, and DUDE, even though he usually calls me by my nicknames.

For days this went on, but nothing slightly different changed, so I lost interest in him and unfriended him hoping the other person behind the account would somehow bring back my real friend.

= End = Nothing changed until I got a message from Cooper saying that he's free of something, and that he was finally away from those monsters holding him in captivity. I asked for answers about this, and surprisingly I received SOME answers. He told me that his parents were the monsters, and his siblings were held in a broken state to where they couldn't fight back.

I was confused... Was this a cry for help the entire time? I was his only friend by now and it seemed like he had none because of a story he told about his social life. I still cared for him, but it was confusing for me, but I still played with him.

As I kept playing with him, he joined a game called "Goodbye." As I joined him, he looked at 2 graves then looked at me, as I said, "Hello?" he told me that his account wouldn't be in use anymore as he was seeking mental help and therapy for all the trouble he's been in and how he had severe bruises and pain coming from his head from all the yelling and hits he took for his younger sister.

After a while of nothingness, he went online one last time as he changed his account avatar to all black, he was later banned, but I had no idea why.