My Son’s Secret Roblox Trades

I followed my son on Roblox and found out why he was sneaking online every night. My son,

Leo, 10 years old, has been glued to his iPad lately. Every night.

Same time. Same excuse. “Just one game, Dad.” Last night,

I heard him whispering. I stopped outside his door. Who’s he talking to?

After he fell asleep, I did something I’m not proud of. I made a Roblox account.

Fake name. Random avatar. I searched his username. Found him instantly. The next night,

I joined his game. I stay far back. Just watching. Leo’s character runs across the

map. Straight to a dark alley in the game. There’s another player waiting.