The Enemy

Note: This story is not real.

Hello, and you can call me Henry. I had always liked playing Roblox. I started playing in 2016, and I have kept on playing since. This is my first story, so I if you see any mistakes, please just brush them off. Anyway, lets get into the story!

It was the weekend, so I decided to play my favorite game on Roblox call "Nations". I got on into a sever and started my country, India. Oddly the server had no players on it, usually you would go on another server, but this meant that I could claim any land I wanted. There was a money glitch (and there still is) that was in the game, so players would get crazy amount of money and could have unlimited money. So anyway, I expanded and soon got to a point were I had all of India, but since I was still the only player online, I decided to take Arabia as well. When I was half-way taking over Arabia, a player joined, this not really a problem, but they wanted to be Arabia. So they said that I was being mean, I brushed it off, but they did something about it. They did something that flashed blood over my screen and said "PREPARE TO LOSE YOUR LIFE SOON!", then my PC crashed. It took 2 hours to get it back on. I talked about it on other servers of the game, and one person said. "No", then he left. Strange things, huh? That Night I had a dream about a Arabian Man chasing me and killing me with a gun in an Arabian Town. I soon woke up in a sweat at 1:43AM in the morning. I decide to go back to sleep. Thank god I did not have a dream for the rest of the night. I woke up at 5:47AM. I got up and made myself a meal and turned on the TV. The people on the TV said that a Middle-Eastern Man screamed about a person calling them slurs on a online game called Roblox at 3AM in the morning close to were I lived. Was that the same guy from last night? I didn't call him slurs or anything of that matter so it can't be him, right? Well, I was wrong. I played the game again today, but nothing like that happened. The next thing I never thought would happen, but it did.

When I was sleeping, I heard a loud bang from my front door, I was the middle of the night. So I took my Self-defense Pistol, a M1911, just in case if things got ugly. Thank god I brought a gun, because it got ugly. I turned on the lights and saw a man that looked like the guy from the news stealing from my house. He saw me and threw a knife at me, though it missed. I pointed the gun at him but he took another knife and ran to me seeming like he was going to kill me, I had no other choice then to shoot him in the head. He died and I was wondering what happened. Thing happened so fast that I was still trying to think on what happened that night when I went back to bed.

The whole affair was brought to court, though good thing it was deemed an act of self-defense. If not, then I would of be sent to prison. Thinking about it afterwards, I could of not shot him and threaten him, though I had no other choice to defend my life. I wish I could I not killed him, but things are things it seems. I still have nightmares about the affair. I still play the game, and thank god nothing else has happened since then. That's all I got to say, goodbye.

P.S: I hope you enjoyed it and this was my first story, so it may of not of been the best