Merry Christmas

This is based on a true story. I decided to get on my friends Minecraft server, since he wasn't on. Soon, a guy called the17thshard came on, and was fine. For the Minecraft culture I lived by, I killed him for the pink sheep gods. They wanted his soul. Soon, I killed him again with my dog, by he was going to kill him so I tried to defend my dog, but it was over. My dog died. I killed him a few times and asked him to leave, but he wouldn't. I decided he should join the culture. I asked him and we were having fun, until I decided to troll him. I look at my farm island, and saw the 6 block broken sand pit. I said "Oh, no. RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN". Soon I went in my bunker just to troll, but no response. Soon I heard blocks around me breaking, and I was freaked out. I went outside to look for him, but he was nowhere. Soon I saw him in the bunker, and just sitting there. I saw a zombie and killed it, but as I did, I heard the door close behind me. He said one last thing. "Merry Christmas". I died there, and then my game started glitching out. I flipped out of there, and that was the end of it. This was based on a true story by the way. It CAN happen. So be careful...
Category:Creepypasta