Hey guys , this is a short story on Minecraft that i did for homework, having to contain idioms. Its called Creepers Are The Bomb. Hope ya enjoy it!
RULES TO FOLLOW: Laugh when I try to make it funny
Creepers Are The Bomb
Woken up by the sunlight, I saw a brand new world. Surrounded by the beautiful sea, when I surveyed the land around me, I was an eager beaver; there were a handful of trees, mountains and flat land. Approaching the trees, I embraced myself to start punching them with my bare hands. Piece of cake! Having gotten all of the wood in the tree, I quickly made a crafting table, and then hastily made a wooden pickaxe. As I drew near to the rock walled cliff, I smashed my pick against it, believing that I could do this easily, rain or shine. Luckily, I found much coal and stone before my pick broke. I was mining until the sun set, so I called it a day and decided to catch some Z’s.
It soon became daytime and I was starving and all there was were some pigs roaming around a cliff. I quickly made a stone sword and decided to bring home the bacon – literally. I cooked my pork chops in the furnace I had made last night, and started to wonder how many days have I been here? Was I the only living thing here other than the animals? The days had passed by, in a daily routine; go outside, get food, to into my mine, get ores, chop trees, make house better. But it seemed that every day I got more anxious. It was ages. At night I would hear hissing sounds, groans and a clinking of bones. One night I went out side with a sword and torch in my hand, I screamed as I went back inside. What did I just see?!? Skeletons, giant spiders, zombies and green monsters?!? I just slipped in my bed and waited for the night to fade away. The next day I went out to find that the green monsters hadn’t gone away. I was careful not to go near them, for I din not know much about them. I decided to name them creepers, for they looked kinda creepy. The next day I had found a pumpkin; weird looking, for all the guts had already been taken out and it was carved, just like a jack-O- lantern. It was as if my creator wanted me to put something in there. Weird.
I decided to just relax and enjoy life for what it was. Time had passed in a chinch so I decided to get going. I made a mad rush to my house. Too late. I heard a “Sssssssss” behind me. I turned around in time to see a creeper and BAM! It was all bloody hell from there.
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RULES TO FOLLOW: Laugh when I try to make it funny
Woken up by the sunlight, I saw a brand new world. Surrounded by the beautiful sea, when I surveyed the land around me, I was an eager beaver; there were a handful of trees, mountains and flat land. Approaching the trees, I embraced myself to start punching them with my bare hands. Piece of cake! Having gotten all of the wood in the tree, I quickly made a crafting table, and then hastily made a wooden pickaxe. As I drew near to the rock walled cliff, I smashed my pick against it, believing that I could do this easily, rain or shine. Luckily, I found much coal and stone before my pick broke. I was mining until the sun set, so I called it a day and decided to catch some Z’s.
It soon became daytime and I was starving and all there was were some pigs roaming around a cliff. I quickly made a stone sword and decided to bring home the bacon – literally.
I decided to just relax and enjoy life for what it was. Time had passed in a chinch so I decided to get going. I made a mad rush to my house. Too late. I heard a “Sssssssss” behind me. I turned around in time to see a creeper and BAM! It was all bloody hell from there.