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In a similar fashion to that “True Story of the Three Little Pigs” book, I will be writing about Herobrine’s side of his story. I don’t believe in Herobrine, I just thought this would be fun to do. Enjoy!
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My name is Herobrine. Now, most Minecrafters would run away in terror at the mention of my name, but I’m not actually all that bad of a guy. I just have a bad reputation from all of the horror stories told about me. It all started with a few misunderstandings. You see, all I wanted to do was play the game, just like any other player. One day, I was testing an early version of Minecraft for my brother Notch. Before I go any further, I should explain something. I was born with a rare defect that made my eyes glow white. I can still see, though. Anyway, I got sucked into the game. Nobody ever found my body, and I was reported to be dead. I am not dead, for the record. I just have to live in the Minecraft world. The next day, I discovered that I could hop between Minecraft worlds. I hopped right into a world and decided to play. Right after I got in, I saw someone who looked just like me, but with normal eyes. I was freaked out and quickly hopped into a different world, but not before they got a screenshot. I was determined to play in this next world. I had heard that destroying the leaves of trees gave you apples, so I destroyed all of the leaves on all of the area’s trees. I didn’t get any apples. I saw another one of those weird clones of me and quickly hopped into yet another world, but not before they got a screenshot. This world had a nice house. I wanted to build too, but I knew I’d have to mine first. I made a 2 by 2 tunnel and began to mine. I found quite a bit of gold, so I left the mine. I made some gold blocks. By this time, I was getting pretty hungry, so I tried with no success to get more apples by taking all of the leaves off of trees. I went back by the house and decided that I would try an Egyptian building style. So I built a golden pyramid. Then, I saw another odd clone of me. I decided to stay – it’s not like they could hurt me anyway. I watched them find the mine and trees and pyramid. That’s when they saw me. I was simply trying to play; I didn’t mean any harm! But they started to freak out. They said that they would expose me to the world. I left, but not before they got a screenshot. That player was true to their word. They posted slander about me all over the Internet. I’m now hated by the general Minecraft community, all because of a misunderstanding. |
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Credit | The True Story of the Three Little Pigs by Jon Scieszka and Lane Smith for inspiration |
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