Don't Play at Midnight - A Creepypasta

I woke up that morning with nothing on my mind but Animal Jam. I'd discovered it years ago, and now, I went on every day. But today, I was extra excited. Why? Because after years of debate with my parents, I was finally a member!

As soon as I could, I grabbed my laptop and logged in. It took me a few minutes to open all of my gifts, but I didn't mind. I purchased the animal I'd dreamed of having for years, which was a falcon. I put my best member rares on and sent Jam-A-Grams to all of my best buddies, announcing that I was now a member like them.

Soon. they were all at my den for a big party, and we were dancing and laughing. I probably used way too many emojis - but can you blame me? I was so happy...

A few minutes later, my party took a turn for the boring. My buddies began to make lame excuses to leave - "My mom says I have to go soon."

"A buddy needs me."

"I've got to get something at the diamond shop..."

Fearful that they would leave (and a little hurt they ditched me so quickly) I said in all caps,

WAIT! WANNA DO THE FORGOTTEN DESERT TOGETHER?

No sooner had I said this when my buddies immediately took back their excuses.

"My mom says I can have a few more mins!! yay!"

"Never mind. my buddy doesn't need me anymore."

"Shopping can wait!"