Sparkles by Cierra W.

One day, on a bright Tuesday morning, I was playing some Minecraft, the popular indie game. I was working on a building dedicated to Dimentio, from Super Paper Mario. -Who I think is pretty darn epic.- I had turned on some music to work to, but I felt that something was...off.

The screen kept slightly twitching every now and then, which helped the paranoia grow. Suddenly, the music turned into very loud white noise. &quot;WHAT THE BOB SAGET?!&quot; I exclaimed. I turned off the speakers, but it still kept playing. I could feel my ears bleeding with hyper-realistic blood.

Then, Minecraft glitched out. I questioned, &quot;What is happening?&quot; To answer said question, Turbo from &quot;Wreck-It-Ralph&quot; popped onto the screen, staring at me with his pixellized gaze.

&quot;T-...Turbo? WTF are you doing in my game?&quot;

And then, Turbo said this with an evil grin plastered onto his features, &quot;Oh, no real reason. Only to screw with your mind and give you nightmares.&quot;

&quot;Wait, nightmares?! No, don't give me those! I hate them!&quot; I replied.

&quot;Too bad.&quot;

Turbo's face began to slowly melt off, hyper-realistic blood flowing from almost every crevise for some ungodly reason.

&quot;OMG WTF WTF WTF?!?!??!111&quot; I screamed and then I threw my laptop out of my window.

That night, I did indeed have nightmares.

I was in a black void. Nothing was to be seen.

Turbo then snuck behind me like a ninja, and he whispered into my ear,

&quot;Stay out of my shed~...

Oh, and have fun in therapy after this~...&quot;

I remember him chuckling sadistically after he finished.

Backing out from my ear, he said, &quot;Ah, yes! I almost forgot; I have a special surprise planned just for you~...&quot;

&quot;Wh-what...?&quot; I asked, in fear.

He chuckled again, &quot;Oh, something very...sparkly. Something very sparkly, indeed.&quot;

My eyes widened.

&quot;No. No. No. You terrible, cruel monster! Don't summon him!&quot;

Suddenly, a sparkly vampire with brown hair and black jeans and no shirt appeared out of nowhere.

I stared at the vampire in horror.

&quot;Well, now, it's been fun, but, sadly, I have to leave~! I have other minds to corrupt~...&quot; Turbo said, walking off.

I ran after him, begging,

''&quot;No, Turbo, please! Please don't leave me with him! Please! Have mercy!&quot;''

My pleas fell on deaf ears, and he outright laughed at my pathetic attempts to get at least a shread of mercy from him.

&quot;How cute. Unfortunately, for you, I haven't the time to dawdle here, and I just simply don't care about your well being at all. Well, then, with that being said, I think it's time to say farewell...

  don't you think?&quot;

With that, Turbo then disappeared. Now, I was alone with Edward Cullen for the rest of eternity.

Sparkles.

Sparkles.

Sparkles.

SpArKlEs.

SPARKLES.

SPARKLES.

SPARKLES.

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~The End~

Little do you all know, I have inflitrated everyone's electronics just by you all reading this. Ah-ha, ha, haa...you might as well run while you still can~...

See you soon,

Turbo

your fucked kids