Don't Look at an Enderman's Eyes

My younger brother came home from school on a Friday and went straight to his room. He looked really scared, so I knocked on his door. "Are you OK?" I asked but, he didn't answer.

I opened the door, the room was dark, it was deathly cold. I saw my brother standing in the corner, with his head hitting the wall. I ran up to him, I turned him and he kept repeating, "Don't look in the eyes of the Enderman."

Then I asked," Who's the Enderman?" He stopped, then he looked at his closet and said nothing.

"Stay here, I'm gonna get you a glass of water," I said. When I got the glass of water I heard him scream like he saw a monster. I dropped the glass of water and ran to his room. I kicked the door open and, there was my brother standing in the corner with his head on the wall. As I walked to him I noticed, a pool of blood on the wall. I was nervous that he was hurt, so I turned him around and...

His eyes were missing like they were pulled out of his head, his teeth looked like they were ripped out, and his tongue was cut off. I screamed in terror, "OH MY GOD!" Then, he turned into bones. "Wha-?" I said as I turned towards the closet.

I saw the Enderman, it looked like a Black Skeleton with long arm and legs, it looked ten feet tall, but it had those purple eyes. It looked at me straight in the eyes...then, the Enderman opened its mouth, ran towards me and ripped my arms off.

I screamed in pain. Then, he ripped my legs off, then he started to pull my head off. In unspeakable pain, I felt my neck ripping, my spine disconnecting from my body. All I could hear was the Enderman screaming.

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