Graves

It was a new day.

I was busy playing on ROBLOX.

I saw that I had a new friend.

"Master."

I messaged him.

"Hey." I typed.

"You may die someday." He typed.

I knew someone was behind this.

It felt like a mystery.

Each moment was now torture.

Waiting for another message.

Until, I got one about 3 days later.

"You cannot escape from me."

I shivered.

I felt horrified.

I know he knew about me.

Somehow.

I had to find out.

The truth is, I had no knowledge on this person.

But, what I do know is.

That, he wants me to die.

To fall.

To feel pain.

I may have been alive.

But, I felt, dead.

I felt fear.

Fright.

I was stressed.

From the moment I was online.

I thought that it never changed.

Death was a struggle.

A spine-chilling revolution.

It was truly terrible.

It felt me with scars.

That never healed.

I saw that he sent me a link to a game.

The game was called Graves.

He put a message at the bottom.

"This is where it ends."

I was shaking.

I slowly clicked the link.

I spawned in a graveyard.

I saw some graves.

It was silent.

I feared that things would take a turn.

For the worst.

I saw, people.

I knew them from my childhood.

But they were, dead.

All of the graves had their names written on it.

I was slowly shaking.

Hoping the pain would end.

Something changed.

The screen slowly starting glitching.

I could hear voices.

I couldn't take it.

It was torture.

I never felt the same.

It was my fault.

I killed them.

Am I the monster?

All of the graves disappeared.

Leaving only one.

It had my name on it.

I fell to the floor.

Begging for it to end.

But, it never did.

Then, Master disappeared.

I never saw that account ever again.

I couldn't believe it.

Somethings never change in my life.

I always ask myself one thing.

Am I dead?

And, if I am.

Please, spare me.

For, I am one with the power.

I am dead.

And dead is me.

I never felt the same.

It has been my pleasure.

Goodbye life.