I’m starting a new day in a world of survival,
I start punching a tree with my fist, until I get the wood,
I turn the wood into wood planks. I then craft a crafting table.
After that I turned the wood planks into sticks.
I used the rest of the wood, and I used the sticks to make a pickaxe,
once I made the pickaxe i go mining in a cave,
a deep dark cave,
a dangerous cave.
A cave full of monsters,
full of creepers and zombies,
skeletons and spiders,
Enderman and bats, monsters.
They have spotted me, Monsters.
I’m running for my life!
Monsters.
I hear the skeletons shooting their arrows right at me.
RUN.
Oh no I looked into the eyes of the Enderman.
I’m running for my life! They are chasing me and teleporting around me!
I’m heading straight towards the ocean!
Enderman hate the water!
I jump into the ocean and now I am safe.
Wait what is that, a Drown!
A zombie that has drowned is now throwing its trident straight at me.
I quickly swim away into the other island ahead of me.
Will I ever survive this world of Mysteries!
It’s getting darker by the minute I must quickly build a shelter!
I quickly start to build my little house on the island,
I make some glass I make some doors and I finally made my first house,
it might not be the best, but it’s all I have for now.
I don’t have a bed so I have to just wait it out until it’s morning again.
Will I ever make it through this game alive.
Will I ever bet Minecraft in survival.
This is goodbye