"H-how did you get here?!" A Msm Creepypasta

Forgotten... your mistake...

                       =Third Person=

School had finished for today, and while you were at home, you found your old phone lying in a wardrobe. Feeling a wave of nostalgia wash over you, you decide to scroll around and see your old games.

You recognised all of them. Although, there was a game you had completely forgotten about. My singing monsters. Feeling like you had to, you opened up the game you last played 8 years ago. Your ears were happy when you heard the familiar sound of your plant island, and what beautiful music it was, with the sounds blending together perfectly.

You looked around your island, it looked like you had spent a lot of time on this game, as you had a lot of coins and gems, but you noticed something in your nursery, it was a ghazt egg. You could care less about that egg though, you had enough on the island already, and you just left it there to do your chores.

ꋬꋊ꒯ ꓄ꁝꋬ꓄ ꅐꋬꇙ ꌦꄲ꒤ꋪ ꂵ꒐ꇙ꓄ꋬꀘꏂ.

                   =4 hours later=

You had eaten dinner and done all your chores, and it was time to go to bed, and you were incredibly tired. So, you decided to go to sleep, but then you heard it : the sound of your door opening; your mum was out with her friends, and you were home alone, without pets. You were scared, someone, or something, had broken into your room, you reached your phone to call the police, but it wasn't there. You looked to see what was there, but all you saw was an orb at the end of your bed, and then you realised, it was ghazt, the one you left in the nursery, it had come for you because you left it, but that couldn't be it, monsters aren't real. At least that's what you thought.

Then something grabbed you, it was sticky, and burned like plasma, and now you were sure of it, it was the ghazt, you saw it's... Single eye? Blood came out of the empty socket of it's right eye, dripping all over you, the blood boiled on you, scalding your skin, and you screamed in pain, before being taken away by the creature.

                 =the next day=

                   = Mums pov =

I had just come back from the best night out with my friends, I wonder how my sons getting on, I'll check on him... Oh god. Where is he. I see blood. What happened. WHERE IS HE. PLEASE BE OKAY, MAYBE IT'S A PRANK? No, Y/N is mature enough, which means... He's gone.
*Thud*
"W-what was that?" I turned towards the closet to see a note, from "ghazt"? Who was that, sounds sketchy though, it said " ꓄ꁝ꒐ꇙ ꒐ꇙ ꅐꁝꌦ ꌦꄲ꒤ ꒯ꄲꋊ'꓄ ꊰꄲꋪꍌꏂ꓄ ꋬꋊ꒯ ꒐ꍌꋊꄲꋪꏂ.꒐꓄ ꅐꋬꇙ ꒯ꏂꇙꏂꋪ꒦ꏂ꒯."
I was scared to see what could be in the closet, but I knew I should check. I opened it... It was my son, mangled and twisted, his legs curled back like a tail, and his eyes taped around his waste like orbs floating around him.

Maybe... I was next...

The End.

Note from me : please tell me if you want me to either continue this or make a msm creepypasta series!