WELCOME THIS IS A STORY ABOUT HEROBRINE! Some people say he’s bad, aka the mods to add him, but in some thing like books it says he’s good, or that there’s a lotta Herobrine a out there, as you may know Herobrine is based off of notch’s brother or something,
LETS BEGIN! (Also this is my opinion on Herobrine) note: this is supposed to be like a diary journal format, LETS BEGIN


one day, I came out of a cloud, or the earth nobody knows, not even me! And I’m the one and only Herobrine, people say I’m bad, I’m not I was once, I’ll tell you the story about how I went from good to bad!

In minecraftians school everybody was afraid afraid of me Because I looked scary! Who can blame them, I have white glowing eyes!!! So I was scary for years when I had lived for as long as a minecraftian teenager I had met a sorcerer, he had helped me turn nice, not detailed enough ehh? Fine I’ll be more detailed now. the sorcerer lived in a old tower made out of cobblestone and he wore a standard sorcerer cloak I was wandering about, looking for something to do, when I saw the tower I went straight to the stairs and ran up only to find a sorcerer “hello” he said, in a magical voice “woah! A sorcerer? Those even still exist?” I said, rolling my eyes “you Herobrine May be amazing but your not kind, change your ways or the world will fear you!” He had told me “it’s better to be feared then forgotten!” I said still thinking this guy was stupid and just some minecraftian in an old cloak and hat. “CHANGE YOUR WAYS ITS BETTER TO BE LOVED THEN FEARED” the sorcerer said then he had disappeared in a puff of smoke, litterally I had decided this guy was serious, so I had changed my ways and helped people and got rid of griefers well, after a week of thinking about it the end