Long Legged Steve

=== A Quick FYI: ===
This story is kinda my own take on the original. Please enjoy. Don't post about this Creepypasta being real. OK, with that being said, enjoy! :)
=== Introduction: ===
Rumours and legends have plagued the internet for years about one thing. The legend of Long Legged Steve. A Steve with no face and it looked very tall. Today, I'm going to tell you my exprience with him. I have heard a lot about him. Mostly from my friends. So, let me tell me about my expriences with the thing that I am afraid of.
=== My Exprience ===
I was logging into Minecraft. Everything was going smoothly. I saw my world. It was called The Friends World. I went into the world. But, as I went in, something didn't feel quite right about it.
My skin looked, slightly dirty. Which was very odd. I saw a message appear. It was from one of my friends. But, they weren't in the game.
It said two words. It sent a chill down my very spine. My soul slowly died.
'No escape.' I felt my heart sink. I was in shock. I was pretty weirded out. I calmed myself down. Slowly.
I saw my friends appear. But, their skins had missing textures. My skin was now blank. Completly white. I heard a Nether Portal nearby. I saw a message appear.
'Your friends have left the game, will you leave next?' I was confused. But, I kept on moving fowards. I never looked back.
I saw a Nether Portal. This time, it was red. Looking like blood almost. I was nervous. The Nether Portal suddenly was destroyed. I heard a deep voice, blasting through my speakers.
'You cannot outrun your fate.' I saw a flash of light. Then, I saw him. The thing that I was afraid of. Long Legged Steve. I was, speechless.
Fears were unlocked in my head. The Steve moved towards me. Like a Zombie. I thought that it must've been a prototype for the Zombie mob before it was even made. I could be wrong though.
The sky turned darker. My eyes were wide, as I saw something that I would remember for a lifetime. Photos of my actual family, flashing on the screen. I heard Long Legged Steve talk to me, again.
'Was this them? Because, they are no more now.' That meant that Long Legged Steve must've killed them. I saw what looked like one of my friends. I was going down a looping staircase that seemed endless. My friend kept on getting further and further away. He was sitting on the floor, doing some sort of crying animation that was unused because it was, according to Mojang, 'too intense', but I don't really believe that.
I walked up to my friend. Suddenly, he turned into Long Legged Steve. I saw one more message appear. It shook me to the core.
'I always know where you are, George.' How did he know my name? I guess I'll never know. Unless.
A error message popped up. With the sound of church bells for some reason. That felt, odd.
'Minecraft has to close, if this happens again, please contact Mojang for more information.' I felt a slight pain. Deep within my heart. Was it all over? I realised that things could get worse. So, I decided to switch off my PC and get some sleep.
I woke up early in the morning. Around 6:00AM. Just so I could play, again. I switched on my PC. I realised that a tab for Minecraft was open. I clicked on it. What was this about? What was about to happen? Maybe, I never learn.
There was two worlds I could click on. I tried to click on the first world. It was called You. A message appeared.
'This word has been deleted, because it is your fault.' I know something. I do. Things never change. Only I do. Was this a mod?
I clicked on the second world. It was called This is Your Fate. I was, scared. What could be lurking? Who did this? I had so many questions without any answers. It still baffles me today.
But, anyways. My world instantly loaded. I spawned in a swamp. But, the water looked, a lot blacker than normal, like it was oil. I was nervous.
I decided to get some wood. Everything was, pretty normal. Something caught my eye, however. It was a hole. It looked a grave. There was a signpost, with a message written in what seemed like red ink. Pretty much resembling blood. Here is what it said.
'R.I.P. The Family of George.' I was heartbroken. How did he know? Then, I saw him. Long Legged Steve. He grabbed me. He started to speak to me.
'Your friends are in my world, the purgatory that you created, that is their hell, it was my hell, too, and so, your family will burn forever, deep within the furthest reaches of this purgatory.' I felt sad. I shouldn't have clicked on the world. I should've stopped. I should've listened. I can't do anything right.
I spawned in the Nether. I saw Long Legged Steve, waiting for me. He lurched over me. I tried to run. But, I couldn't move. I saw some text appear on the screen for a few seconds.
'This is all your fault.' Was this a lie? Was it a test? Is this a waste? So many questions. No answers. No answers. I wish I could've died instead.
I heard sounds. Horrific screaming. Crying. Even shouting. This felt like torture. Was this my hell? What have I done to deserve such a fate worse than death itself? I felt like I was suffering. All of the pain I felt, it wasn't worth it.
Long Legged Steve. He grabbed me again. He typed a message. It really got to me.
'Everywhere you go, I will be there, your crys of pain will be my pleasure.' I felt cheated. Ashamed. Violated. What was my life? What is my life? Just, this gave me a choice to make, live or die.
I guess I lived. Did I? Was this a dream? Can I wake up? A message appeared that gave me chills.
'Death is the only way out? Would you do it for me?' I spawned in a pitch-black room. A single telephone was seen, lying on a realistic-looking table. I heard somewhat of a conversation between a man and a woman.
'Honey, can you hear me?'
'George, where is he?'
'I don't know.'
'Please, tell me!'
'Why?'
'He could get hurt.'
'Should I listen to you, honey?'
'Look, I know that you are a great husband, but, without my son, I can't live anymore.'
'Why?'
'Just put me out of my misery, please.'
'What? No!'
'But, I can't live like this.'
'Forget about it...'
'Goodbye, cruel world.'
'No, she is dead.'
'I can't live either, my life is a depressing waste of time, I am a mistake.'
'Goodbye, everyone.' The call cut off with a final gunshot. I knew those two sounded familiar. That's because, they were my mother and father, last recorded message before they killed themselves, due to me being up in my room all day, playing Minecraft.
I started to cry. My life had been ruined. Is it worth it? Is suicide the way out? I know that it could be.
I saw another message appear. It felt haunting. Very odd. Yet, it unsettled me to no end.
'You let them die, George.' I was shocked. A message appeared on my PC. It was jarring. To say the least.
'A virus has been detected, please turn the PC off.' I was hesitant. I understanded it. But. Something came over me. I had new fears now.
A final message appeared. Because, I didn't switch off my PC. My own PC. How dare I not listen? Neverless, I waited. I saw the message then and there.
'PC shutting down...' As soon as my PC shut off, my power went off, too. That was, odd. What was happening? Was this a dream? Was this a nightmare? No, it was real.
Now, I'm going to warn you. If you ever see Long Legged Steve in your world. Log off immediately. Trust me. It is for your own good. I wish I could just forget this.