Is Anyone There?

[ The events in this document, as of publication, are %100 factual. Actual usernames are not used, for privacy purposes. Please read at you own discretion.]

I don't know how this happened exactly. I'm sharing this story in hopes that someone will come to me with the same experience. That I'm not alone.

It started a few months ago. My username is YepImJeff. I was bored, and none of my friends were online. I arely use the 'chat' feature on the platform, and was scrolling through different people I had talked to in the past, when I discovered one of my oldest friends- YeepimJeffy.

I had created the username a long time ago, when I was just a kid. Eventually, I had forgotten the password and created a new account instead.

For old time's sake, I selected the chat window for my old alt and sent a message at precisely 3:32 PM.

"Is anyone there?"

Just the thought that I had sent the message sent shivers down my back for some reason. I stared at the screen for a while, arguing with myself over whether I actually wanted a response.

After a while, I returned to the home screen and continued playing whatever I had been playing- I forget now. The only thing that seems to stand out to me is what happened after.

My computer sits on my desk in my room (lucky me). It's a PC. I only have the screen turned off. Suddenly, a notification that sounds as loud as anything in the dead of night wakes me up. I check the clock.

3:34.

The sound came from my computer, so I get out of bed to check it out (and then turn off notifications). Surprisingly, it's a Roblox chat notification. I only have about 25 out of 200 maximum, and all of them are American. It's 3:00 AM. Who would be messaging me?

A shiver runs up my spine as I look a little closer. It's from YeepimJeffy.

"I'm here."

I rub the crust from my eyes and blink several times to make sure I'm really seeing this. The screen does does not change. Above the bubble, it says "Sent 3:32 AM".

A/N I'm still working on recording this. I believe my old account was hacked or exploited. I do not believe in ghosts- which is pretty irrelevant to this story anyway. Who would the ghost be- my childhood?

Please be patient as I try to record the rest of my experiences. This shook me quite a bit and sent me into paranoia for a good while. I think sharing this will help validate myself.