Black

I saw something black.
Within my Minecraft world.
It seemed like a figure.
I got closer.
But, the game crashed.
Something was going on.
I feel nervous.
I was sweating.
The next time I went on Minecraft, it was normal, for the most part.
Until, I tried to go into a cave.
Chunks stopped rendering.
Textures began to glitch.
Then, I saw that black thing.
It was almost a figure.
With a mouth, dripping with blood.
He had two white eyes.
As he stared ahead.
Looking into my soul.
That stare.
It seemed to last forever.
The glance.
The things.
Starting to become clearer.
Something was wrong.
Then, the figure approached.
With a wailing sound.
It sounded, real.
Like it was actually coming from behind.
I heard footsteps.
The figure ran towards me.
He went right through me.
Like a ghost.
My hairs.
They stood on end.
With great fear.
I was not alone.
The figure disappeared.
A chill went down my spine.
I feel nothing.
I feel everthing.
I know it's not a dream.
I am all alone.
None of my family are here.
The figure.
He killed them.
All of them.
In front of my eyes.
I feel nothing.
Is it a dream?
I never recovered after this exprience.
Category:Creepypasta