You probably don’t remember me, even if you see this, but I’ve kept what I did to you secret for too long.

Sometime, a while back, probably in late 2015 early 2016, you posted a message on LifeBoat’s Survival Games server, on Minecraft PE, asking if people wanted to join your own server. I accepted, you gave me the port & IP and I joined.

I spent the next 2 1/2 hours building with you on my Kindle Fire, communicating only through a typed chat.

We became buds, you introduced me to other Admins of your server who were your close friends IRL, I also befriended them.

When it came time for you to go you asked if I wanted to stay in the server to continue building, I said yes. The only way to do that back in the day was to promote the person to an Administrative position, I saw the pop-up that confirmed my promotion. You left and I continued building.

I still dont know what came over me, why I was blinded so easily, but a power fever had settled in the moment you left me alone. I began scrolling to find everyone that I had met and befriended’s gamertag. I copied them all, including yours, onto a Post-it note, and began.

It took me a few minutes to figure commands out, but after I did, the onslaught began. I proceeded to /ban everyone in the server, all those I had met just moments before, banished from their own land.

I was so terrified that one of them I hadn’t gotten to yet would join while I was in the process of doing it. But the feeling of crippling fear that I could get caught in the act of knocking down my fellow man down a peg or two, with no consequences, was disturbingly exhilarating.

Once I had /ban’d the final person, I needed to fully end what I put into motion. The mansions, and structures you and I had masterfully built hours before, I set ablaze and obliterated what i couldn’t burn with TNT.

As I looked at the final product of my power encrazed conquest against my undeserving friends, I realized what j had just done.

I invisioned the confusion of everyone I banned trying to rejoin their own server, with hours of work held inside, to no avail.

The feeling of foggy guilt made me put in one final command, \[/ban Pizza\_Creepe\] (no that’s not a typo that was my name.)

Enter.

I was instantly sent to the menu, trying to rejoin was fruitless because as far as the early Mc:PE was concerned, a Admin had banned me.

I’ve lived with this injustice I inflicted upon you since I was just a mere 13 year old.

You didn’t deserve what I did to you and I hope you can forgive me for my actions.

I’m sorry, Steve.