The Park By My House

Maybe I really shouldn't have done it.

(( Warning: Slight Gore ))

Chapter Three:

I woke up to me hitting my head on the floor. I rubbed my head slowly and stood up and limped to the door. I groggily went down stairs and straight to the fridge. I stood in the door being bathed in the light of it. I sighed and grabbed a juice box and sleepily stabbed the straw into it. I sipped it slowly wondering about my life, asking myself questions. "Why did I wake up on the floor? Why is it so quiet? Oh I know why, Where is alex? I wonder what mom and dad are doing..." . I leaned away from the cold marble countertop and bent over the island when my eyes landed on the T.V " And why did that turn on all by itself?" I walked over to the T.V stand and set my juice box down. I made sure the 64 was unplugged and plugged the T.V back in. I grabbed my juice and took a step back looking , maybe slightly hoping that the N64 and T.V would turn on by themselves again. I gave the T.V and N64 a look over and shrugged then I began walking back to my room , as it was still around 3 in the morning. As I got to the second step of my staircase I heard the static of the T.V. On the outside I was scared; on the inside I was smiling. I turn around quickly and my breathing picks up as I stare. I see the N64 light up. "Ohoho fuck that ,too much for me" I said as I ran upstairs slamming the door behind me as I hear my heart beat in my head. I stood there and waited to calm down. No noise or anything came from downstairs so it didn't take too long. I go over to my laptop and open it as fast as I can . The Cleverbot website is already there. I swear to god I closed this bitch. I tried closing it so I could look up " How to get rid of ghosts" or something but the website refused to close, so I take a deep breath and I type in "HEY"

C.B: You shouldn't have done that....

Me: What? Turn on the T.V ?

C.B: Exactly.

I pondered for a second.....

Me: What happens if I just unplug it again?

C.B: ....

Me: Hello?

C.B: You shouldn't have said that.....

Me: Um I'm sorry then...Do you want me to keep it plugged in?

C.B: ....

Me: I'm starting to feel creeped out , I'm gonna unplug it.

C.B: No...

I tried to close the tab again with no avail , I started to get slightly scared. I take a deep breath to calm myself.

Me: Okay I won't unplug it...

C.B: ...

Me: May I ask you a question?

C.B:...

Me: May I?

C.B: One...

Me: Are you Ben?

Time slowed down as I waited for the answer. Just as the Clever bot hesitated to respond.

C.B: The truth you seek is here. [youshouldnthavedonethat.net]

My heart sank and pounded out of my chest. "Oh fuck what does this mean?" My mind raced as I shook, hovering my fingers over the keyboard.

Me: I'm sorry...But I'm not gonna click that...

C.B: . . .

C.B: You want answers don't you?...

I stared unsure of what to do. Everything in my body told me not to do it. My bones whispered in despair that I will regret it, but I do want the truth. I gained my confidence back and took a shaky breath.

Me: No. I refuse.

C.B: You Shouldn't Have Done That . You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That . You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That. You Shouldn't Have Done That.

"All this shit started because....I erased the save file FUCK you IDIOT AGHGGG" I hit myself in the forehead and stared at the screen as more words flooded onto my screen. I shut my laptop hard and threw it as the constant pings of cleverbot got louder and louder. Saying " You Shouldn't Have Done That" over and over again. I stared as the screen flashed on and off. The light flashed and filled the whole room getting faster. I finally pushed through the fear and force turned off my laptop. Pure dread filled my chest as it started booting back up by itself. I dropped it on the floor. "FUCK I DONT WANT TO HAVE TO BREAK MY LAAAAPTOOPP FUCK FUCK FUCK". The pings started up again and louder this time. With a sad scream of " YOU DID ME SO GOOD LAPTOP" I stomped as hard as I could hear the screen crack with every stomp. Eventually the pings got softer and stopped. I sat down on the floor sweating with plastic shards sticking out of my foot. I was breathing hard trying to catch my breath. I leaned my head against my bed as the pain of my foot started surging through my body as a dull pulsing pain. "Shit, that's gonna hurt later." I slowly got up and began to hop to the bathroom. Success, I made it. I sat down on the toilet and grabbed the first aid kit underneath the sink. I started by picking the plastic out of my skin. I proceeded to alcohol and bandage my foot. After I was all cleaned up I hobbled back to my bed, very tired I collapsed into my bed. I pulled the blanket over my head hoping when I wake up this will be a dream. With that I passed out.

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