It was beautiful. The sun rising over the moon, but in agony i rolled over remembering i had been shot in the side. To take away the pain of injury i slept until the sun broke over the hills. Zombies and Skeletons were burning. And gigantic spiders were just sitting there staring. And by now you should know i hate spiders... As soon as i felt safe i went outside my home i heard a hissing noise i jumped forward and spinned around and there was some green creature. It was creepy. I ran away from it and it blew up.. i could have died that day but for some reason i was spared. I didnt take a moment to hesitate, i ran inside my house and slammed the door, i came in here and wrote this journal. This is the story of what happened my first time crafing.

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Chapter 1:

I looked at the landscape before me with its broad oceans and elevated hills and mountains.

I didnt know how to make anything so i punched a tree in anger. soon after i got wood. and i make a four square not knowing i could make anything but... as wrong as i was i made the base of building everything. something people take advantage of. A Crafting table. the sun was going down and i dug into a mountain to live. I had wool from killing 3 sheep and made a bed. i woke up to a skeleton like creature it shot me but i broke its bones. Soon after it died i looked out of a crack in the door and saw a spider and a zombie fighting. the spider died making it drop silk next to its remains. I didn't hesitate to run out and grab it, the zombie chased me, Of course. I then ran into my hut and closed the door. I looked at the spider silk and very carefully wraped it around myself to patch myself up.

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The sun was beautiful over the moon and i will never forget that night.