I went to the Minecraft world in 1st grade. I remember it like the back of my hand.
      It all started in Art class when my teacher, Ms. Carradus, started a movie about cubes.
                 About halfway through, I had noticed a small white cube next to my desk. I had
        found myself picking up the cube. Before I knew it, I was in a world full of blocks-not just
any blocks, but colorful blocks!

      
                 Then I sighted a tree near by. I walked over to it.  I started to punch the tree.
        Then it disappeared! I was astonished. Then I peered at my hands. They weren't
                     bleeding, either! That's when I realized, I was blocky too!!! Then I noticed a lot
of houses ahead. "What could it be?" I thought. When I got a closer look, it was houses!
      I saw some brown things moving along the gravel street. "Villagers!" I realized. I walked
                over to them. The villager faced me. This villager had a long, brown nose and a black
apron. "Excuse me, I am from a different world-how do I go back?" That is when the villager had
                  made a 'huh?' sound. "Never mind." I grumbled, then walked away.




"Maybe all of the villagers make that sound..." I thought. Then, I saw a paper pinned onto a building.
    To go back, close your eyes and think about furniture. In less than a second, you will be
returned. I read. So I closed my eyes and thought about furniture I had at home. In less than a second,
          I was sitting in my desk as Ms. Carradus turned the lights on. The video was over! I opened my
hand to look at the cube. It was gone! I had no proof. So what I did was act like it never happened and
went on with my day.