Don't Move

Introduction
Hello, I am Ryan, age 14. An active Roblox player that plays since 2014. Earlier this morning something that I can't poke out of my mind happened. I'll tell you from start to end. Hear me.

Sunshine, June 8, 2022
I woke up. That day I had no school because there was a meeting between many teachers in my school. My friends and I planned to connect and play Minecraft in the evening. I got to the bathroom. I looked to my face and I looked pretty tired. - Not the big thing - I said to myself. I proceeded to go to the kitchen and prepare my breakfast. Eggs and sandwich, the typical. After eating my breakfast my fatigue surprinsingly vanished. I wanted to do something. After thinking wisely I ended up onto play Roblox. My favourite game before Minecraft. I had some homework due tomorrow, but who cares? I had an entire day to do it.

Morning, June 8, 2022
I opened the Roblox site, ready to play something fun. I decided to play Doomspire Brickbattle, my favourite childhood game. Pretty fun, I guess. Two hours passed and I got bored. I decided to play donate me in order to get my daily bucks if I could. I joined the game.

The incident, June 8, 2022
The client took a bit more to load the game than usual. Didn't care about that. The assets took a time too. Still not. But then, an avatar's head started spinning without any reason. - Is it an exploiter - I said to myself. But it was much more than that.

My avatar started wobbling like crazy. Same thing happened with everyone else. They were screaming in the chat. Wait. Screaming?

I tuned up the news channel while that happened. Most news channels were saying people were dying because their limbs were flinging off. Wait what? How it could? Then I heard that this was only happening to people playing Roblox. I was shocked. I tried to close the Roblox tab but the computer wasn't responding - neither trying to power it off. Disconnecting it didn't change anything either and the screen was just freezed. Then I started feeling a strange force on my limbs. One of them flung off. I screamed and then I passed out.

The recovering
Evening. I lost my meeting with my friends. I woke up on a hospital bed. I only felt my left leg. My parents were sitting at the side of the bed. They cheered up and told me that they found me without two arms and one leg and that they got really scared. They were glad I was alive. Luckily, my wounds were recovering and my parents had the money to buy replacement limbs.

Epilogue
I recieved my limbs, everything is back to normal. Luckily there was a footage of the transmission given that morning on Youtube, I watched it. The thing is that the reporter said something that i didn't notice and sadly neither did much people:

Don't move.

I'm sharing my story to everyone including you to know about what happened. If it ever happens again, don't move.