Eyes

Eyes would stare,
while I was in the mine with a candle like a flare,
I dared to deepen,
down to weaken,
I heard a spider,
so I dug deeper,
I got weaker,
I heard a groan,
I heard a moan, 
so I dug deeper,
I began to get weaker,
then finally, white eyes stared right back at me,
I was weak and hungry while losing my hearts,
I knew this would be a tough fight among the yards,
I got my iron sword weakly,
when sneakly,
them white eyes summoned evil,
I fought them,
I slashed them,
I sliced them..
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That was the poem I read at a funeral, along with everyone else. I stopped reading for a cry and said i'd go for a break, and went into a room, I found an XBOX in there, and turned it on, I hoped it would take my worries, I should've known it'd make my worries larger, and the police's case.
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== Chapter One: The summoning ==
As I turned the XBOX on, I had a shiver sent down my spine, I had no idea why and kept playing. I spawned as Steve. I got confused, why was his name Steve when my friend.. Steve had died. I suddenly heard a voice in my head.
``It's fun to be in a game, do you like it in real life?``
I looked around, there was nothing there. I kept playing, got the items I needed and played. I suddenly started to glitch, Steve did too. This was my first time playing this crap and I already got glitches? Yikes. Suddenly, Steve... the glitch... I don't know... his eyes went white, red, white. I heard another voice.
``LIFE IS A FUN GAME OF KILLING..``
== Chapter Two: The Twitching ==
Steve twitched like he was a real human, I was suddenly another character, not Steve... Alex. She was happy, and looked proud. She was also controlling herself, I wanted to save her.. I really did. Suddenly, I was in control, I ran away from now this monster called ``Steve`` and saw in her inventory a bow. I didn't get it out and suddenly I heard a laugh, I was shook, my leg was aching and I wanted to run away, I wanted to run, Alex wanted to run, I could feel it, we could feel it. Suddenly, another voice, a distorted voice came into my head..
``Alex is mine..``
== Chapter Three: The Killing and The Saving ==
I couldn't help myself, I wanted to run when suddenly, I was another character, I was intrested now and didn't wanna play on, but I did. I was actually Notch. Actually NOTCH. I gasped at this, and knew the only way I could stop this madness was to use him as my puppet. I suddenly knew I could control him. many dead bodies were everywhere, I didn't want to look, but I had to, to save everyone. I had to save Minecraft from this monster. I controlled Notch and finally found a diamond sword, starnge it just there. I suddenly realised, Steve wanted me to do it, he wanted me to take the sword. So I did. I found a mine and started pretending I wasn't looking at Steve, but I knew he was close, I could feel his presence. Suddenly, I used Notch to attack Steve, this took his HP down, only fifty HP, he had left. Then suddenly, I whacked him again with Notch and he fell to the ground, I laughed and cheered, then the sky became blue and the grass became green.
I saved Minecraft.
== Chapter Four: The Finish ==
I got back to the stage, everyone was wiping tears or kissing people, I finished the poem.
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I sliced them,
they were like helpless mice,
they attacked..
I won.
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``This was the poem Steve Jones made, please.. pay your respects. Does anyone have anything to, uh,
say?``
Nobody put their hand up. Everyone was crying anyway.
I knew Steve Jones inside was a monster.
== Note from the writer, Glitched. ==
Hi, i'm Glitched and I made this pasta. If you'd like to be in this pasta, just ask. Thank you.
~Glitched
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