The Thing in my World

=== FYI ===
Attention: The following Creepypasta is completely fictional. The people is this story mentioned are not real. None of these events actually occured to me. With that being said, enjoy the show.
=== The Story Itself ===
Hello, I just exprienced, something in my own world. So, I was busy mining from a nearby tree, right? Until, I heard a noise. I sharply turned around. There was nobody there. Just some cows and sheep. I noticed something in the fog ahead. It seemed like a play. I swear that I set it to a singleplayer world. The nametag was, not shown. However, it seemed completely invisable. The eyes seemed to follow me. It was really creepy.
I seemed to be skeptical of this figure. What was he doing in my world? I approached him. Suddenly, his arms grew to a great length. The body seemed about 7 blocks than I was. It made a almost Ghast-like screech and it sounded, distorted.
I was starting to regret everything. This figure went to a cave. It seemed suspicious. I was very curious. I saw the figure, staring at me. All of the stone was turned to moss. That was weird. To say the least.
Things seemed wrong. I knew something was wrong. The textures seemed glitched. Things were wrong. The figure approached, at blistering speeds that were unmatched by anyone that I've ever seen. I felt scared. Very, very scared.
This was weird. The figure was darker now. Textures glitched. Messages started to appear including what seemed like some binary code that translated to something that I can't quite remember.
I feel like he was watching me from afar. He always was. Even in the cave. All mobs, including peaceful mobs seemed more agressive and I couldn't be more on-edge.
Texture. They glitched. It was certainly weird. The figure. It followed me.
I decided to go stripmining. I found something. I found some black diamonds. They were, bloody. They began to glitch out and something was so much more wronger than it appeared.
I heard a noise. It was scary. It horrified me. I didn't understand it. It was just, off. It sounded like a Ghast. A distorted Ghast.
That thing followed me. Then, the next day I logged on. It. Was. Gone.
I never saw anything that scary. It was always scary. It always was. They say that the figure is still in the code until this very day. I never saw that figure ever again.
I never touch Minecraft ever again, and either did my brother, Tim, he passed away in a cave.