Just your Imagination

=== Disclaimer! ===
Mild swearing, drug usage, and yes, this is fictional. Also, this is my first pasta. Enjoy! (I hope!)
== Chapter 1 - An Idea ==
My name is Robert. I had recently just gotten back from Summer Camp. It was around the end of August, and, already having spent so much time outside and been stung by too many bees to not be afraid of them, I figured I could just go to my room and play some video games. After all, any kid caught with a Phone or even something as innocent as a DS or GameBoy got it taken from them and from what I heard, maybe even would never get it back.
I knew my mom would try to force me outside, but she said that she was tired and would go to sleep for now... even though it wasn't even mid-day. She's always been like that, and my dad said he was "going shopping" but I knew he was just going to harden his nose for like 7 hours with his crackhead friends. Even though I never liked that, not like I could stop him anyways. 
However, this gave me a lot of free time with nobody to stop me. I just had to make very little noise. I had gotten Minecraft for my 7th birthday, and I had been playing ever since. I remember the old versions of Minecraft, with the bright green trees and leaves and the thick fog. I remember when "Herobrine" became a thing. It spooked me away from the game for a while, but I eventually manned up and decided that he wasn't real. But, what if, I told you he was? Not in your traditional "white eyes ghostly steve that haunts you" sense though. I was soon to discover that.... at least I think.
Anyways, I had this idea. What if I played the old versions of Minecraft? The ones I so dearly loved and remembered playing. So, without a thought of "this could go horribly wrong and ruin my life" I went to the launcher, and within a few clicks. There I was. Alpha Minecraft.
== Chapter 2 - New World ==
A wide smile on my face, I went to make a New World. And so I did. Within a flash, I was loaded in. The memories soon came flooding back. The first base, the first death, getting scared of Herobrine, etc. The music helped settle the mood too. I began chopping wood, just like how I remember. It all seemed the same yet so different and strange. Just like how I remember it. 
After gathering necessary supplies for night, I made a house. I was at first worried about starving, but then I remembered. "Oh wait, I don't have a hunger bar". Even said it out loud. For some reason, this just made my face light up more. It was all just fine. Before I knew it. The night had passed, not leaving a single mob behind. I didn't have a bed, so I just had to wait it out. I decided I was through with Stone Tools, and decided to go mining underground very soon.
But first, I needed to prepare. I needed food to heal and I needed a roof for my house. So, I went to go get the wood and the food. The music had stopped by now, and this suddenly let the true nature of this sink in. The eerieness. Despite how nostalgic and happy this all feels, I knew I was alone. Or at least I thought. You can never really tell. Anyways, I got brave enough to get some pork and make a roof.
And so, I mined and mined until I found a cave. No turning back now, I guess.
== Chapter 3 - Cavernous Dread ==
As soon as I went into the mines, I just had a really... really bad feeling. Like I wasn't supposed to be here, or I wasn't supposed to be the only one here. It was so eerily quiet too. Nothing felt right. But I just kept going, like any dumb as bricks horror protagonist. I guess I should have listened to my gut because I could.
I found some Iron. I started mining it. Whilst mining, I could've sworn I heard some footsteps walking behind me. I froze in fear and did not turn around until about 5 seconds later. Nobody. I mined the rest of the Iron and got the FUCK out of there. There wasn't even any mobs. That was the most offputting part. That combined with the eerie footsteps. As I was trying to make my way out of that hellhole of a maze, It felt like no matter how hard I tried, the cave was like... trapping me in with whatever was inside of it. I genuinely couldn't tell if this was happening, or if it was just me getting insanely lost. Because I can't find my way through jackshit because of how I placed the torches, or If I'm being gaslit by whatever or whoever was doing this.
As I kept going, It felt like I kept seeing figures In my vision. Just in the corner. I couldn't even make them out and I didn't bother. I was too afraid. I didn't even shut off my PC against my better judgement as I just wanted out of the cave. I got what I wanted, but...
It didn't get any better, either. 
== Chapter 4 - Signs ==
At this point, nothing felt right. I went back to my base, and started cooking the iron I got. I double-layered my walls, blocked my door and just hid, crouched. Hoping that nothing could find me. After a while though, I left my little box. With iron tools too. I saw something, I'm sure. I don't know what it was. But I saw something else. Lots of evenly spaced, 1 block apart, placed wood planks. Starting from my house and even going into the air as I lived on a hill. Now I was even more freaked out. 
But above all, there was a few other things that fucked with me. First is the lack of mobs. Next, all of my torches that I placed around are gone. And finally, one of the blocks was instead replaced with wool. I can't even describe this to you anymore. I kept feeling watched. After a few seconds, I just turned off my PC. I was done with that shit. It all happened so fast, too.
After a little while, I got brave enough to turn on my PC and go back to the world. The world was normal. Like nothing weird ever happened... and like if nothing happened at all past me getting Iron.
I have no idea if that was real or not, nobody is going to believe me. Everything went on normal, but with persisted nightmares and me being scared of that thing. I don't know what or they wanted from me, but I think it wanted to hurt me. I was always on edge. I thought I saw it everywhere I looked, and nobody believed me. I went to therapy for quite a while after that, but that didn't help much.
I don't know you, but I don't know what to do. Please, help me.
Before it finds me, I think.
I think.
Category:Creepypasta