Outside, the rain was pouring down on the ground, as if someone was sprinkling the plants at a garden. Steve thought to himself,
"I won't be able to get the things I wanted to do with these mobs..."
He walked around his house, wondering if there was anything to do. To his luck, there wasn't. He had worked hard all week, he needs a well-deserved break. So he lied down on his bed. He wasn't sleepy, he just wanted to contemplate. His bed is his safe haven, where he reflects on his day, and where he can sit in peace.

His thoughts came around and went around, although he was still completely aware of his surroundings. His thoughts were like a rollercoaster, some thoughts go high up, into way more detail he expected, but they all end at some point. He remembered most of his childhood.

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His awesome new alarm clock woke him up every morning. He got ready for school. Part of his daily routine was watching T.V. until the bus came. His family owned modern technology. The town they lived in had everything they needed right down the street. If you needed tools, there were stores for that. If you needed clothes, there were stores for that. Even if you wanted pets, there were stores for that. 

The adults' jobs were working at these stores. No one complained about their job, they got paid well, and the only things they needed to do were man the registers and restock the shelves. The men could work outside the city, gathering all this stuff. The women could design and make clothes.

The children always played outside in their free time. Steve made plenty of friends at the playground. He was always playing outside after finishing his homework in his young years, enjoying life, you could say.

In his teen years, Steve got a job, and finished high school. He would have gone to college, but the disaster didn't allow him to.

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In this city that seemed perfect, lied a problem no one could fix now, it was too late and people were too stubborn. Pollution. People used cars to get everywhere, even across the street. Bikes existed, but no one used them. When things seemed to get better, they really weren't.

Steve went to a convienience store. He was going to pick up milk and bread for the week. Suddenly, when they both least expected it, a zombie was across the street. Steve was tired, he barely slept last night, and school wore him out. He was thinking about getting home and taking a nap. He heard,
"WHAT IS THAT?!"
"IS THAT A DEAD PERSON?"
People panicked and screamed. Steve was drowsy so he said,
"Guys calm down it's probably just someone in a costume."
But it wasn't. Steve woke up fully. He did what everyone else was doing, robbing the store. He looked through the pharmacy first, before anyone besides the workers. He picked up many pills, such as aspirin and Motrin, he knows something will happen to one of his family members. Then he stocked his jacket with food and water, as much as he could. At that moment, Steve saw a shopping cart, he took it and fit even more stuff in there. He turned towards the door with the cart filled with goods his family will need.

Steve got to his house which was barricaded already. His parents were in the dining room already sketching up a plan. His family was worried, but realized they didn't have time, he was already home. His mom and dad packed everything they needed, they told Steve to go do the same. By the time he came down, his parents were ready and had everything in the car, even the shopping cart and weapons. He got in the car and they took off. Steve made sure he had everything he needed one more time, he did.

He didn't know where they were going, but he knew his parents wouldn't lead him to danger. He was thinking of taking a nap, when his dad said,
"Steve, what you saw back there, wasn't a zombie."
He thought for a while, then responded,
"Then what was it? There was more then one..."
"It was a person, a decoy if you will."
"That's silly why would a person dress up as a zombie out of the blue?"
"It was to distract the people, a new breed of creatures has been developed by scientists."
"What are they?"
"They're green. They explode. The scientists are going to place them in the right spots and soon enough this city will be gone."
He took a moment to think. Then, his dad said the most betraying thing he has ever heard,
"Steve, look, I know you are strong and smart. We are not, we got invited to get out of this world, and go to another one, Planet Earth."

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Steve cried a bit, his parents got to my destination. He couldn't even see the city skyline from here.
"So that's it? I'm expected to survive and live the rest of my life, and battle these creepy green things? Will I ever see you again or is that it? Are my parents just going to leave me here completely?"
His dad said,
"I'm sorry Steve, I really am."
He hugged both his parents.

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So, here he was, standing at the spot where his parents abandoned him. On the world of Minecraftia, people would say Earth is better, however, here on Earth, people would say Minecraftia is better. The sun rose fromit's sleep behind the clouds. Steve knew it was time to get back to work. He carried his tools back to his house. He looks at the sky every night, hoping one of those stars is his parents, coming back for him. Steve kept a journal, full of other things. Like the time he went back to the city, it wasnt there anymore, just a big hole in the ground. From what he knew, the scientists were going to commit suicide incase anyone wanted to track them. He isn't completely sure if anyone is left in this world. One day, he will go to his mom and dad, even if they don't want him. Steve is now 24, it's been 6 years.

Steve heard a rustle, he turned and shot his bow. Hit his target, first try. He went to see what it was. He pulled out the arrow of another pesky skeleton, when he heard a laugh. He saw a silhouette of a very familiar man.

The End