The whole story started off when I began playing Minecraft awhile ago. I thought of Minecraft as a way to show my creativity. I started off making things like small houses, then I began to make more advanced things such as parkour courses, and redstone machines. Then I got my friend to finally buy Minecraft and get on servers with me. He had watched me play Minecraft before, he watched me build structures of sorts. But my friend mostly played on multiplayer creative servers and never experienced fighting mobs, gathering resources, and finding food to survive. So I told my friend to start up a new single-player world. I came over to his house to watch him play and I walked him through how to get started. He was doing pretty well he made a small house, got lots of food, and crafted weapons and tools. But by the time he had got done it was becoming nighttime. I told him about the mobs and how they would spawn if an area was not lit up. I told him just to wait till daytime to go mining but he wanted to go mine the coal to make torches. He got his wooden pickaxe and headed out. He only saw a spider while looking for a mine but just ran from it. He eventually found a mine, he walked deeper and deeper into the mine. But then out of nowhere a skeleton shot him. He jump and tried hitting the skeleton with his pickaxe (which was running down the durability of the pickaxe. He finally killed the skeleton and continued into the mine he finally found coal and was so happy. I told him to mine it and get back to his house, he mined the coal and was trying to get out but he took the wrong path. While looking around for awhile he found a lava pit, he crouched over the edge too look down at the lava. And then a creeper blew up behind him and he threw his mouse off his desk. The creeper didn't kill him but knocked him into the lava pit. I was sitting beside him laughing while he was looking for his mouse. He told me he didn't like to play single-player and he want to go back to playing multiplayer creative server.