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Stranded: Story of Steves New Beginning - Part 1
The world I landed on looked like it has turned into a black hole I couldn't see my hand right in front of my face. I couldn't remember anything, I couldn’t feel anything except the excruciating pain coming from my right hip. I started to panic, I didn’t know what planet I was on or even what was in my hip. I realized I had to set up camp and wait till morning if there was a morning. I fashioned a bed out of the only material I could find in the darkness of night, stone. This stone didn’t feel like the stone we humans have, this stone was soft almost like the white sand from Jamaica and gushy like the pre-made Jello that comes in those like boxes. I made a blanket with some parts of the ship that I came down in. I couldn't figure out what I grabbed but it was cold and hard with soft edges. The sheet of metal seemed to have holes in it. The first night kept me on edge, sleeping with one eye open. As I began to think of my life back home on Earth I started to realize what my wife and our four year-old daughter must be going through. I made a fire with whatever i could find from my space craft. I found some toilet paper and other sorts of papery materials. The fire is what I wanted it to be but it was good enough to last the first night. As I laid on the cold ground I tried to remember what happened but I couldn't, I couldn't even remember my own name all I could remember was my family...not even my own birthday. I decided it was time to just get some sleep. When I woke it felt like an eternity. To my surprise the sun was there when I woke. As I tried to get up I tried to see the extent of my wound, I saw I had a metal spike from the ship sticking out of my hip. My first priority was to get this spike out of me. I thanked God that it wasn’t in my body far enough. I pulled it out, the pain was excruciating, I started to feel faint and nauseous. I looked at my space ship for a couple minutes and suddenly a name came to me. Steve, I must have been my name, where else could I get that name from.
As I was doing my work around the camp I setup when a sudden flood of loneliness knowing that I most likely would never see my family again. Steve scavanged the land and found it was the most beautiful thing he saw, he came across a large forest with square logs.
A few days past and I knew there was no way I was ever going to make it off this planet so I decided to stay, It was hard to leave everything I knew behind but I had to.
ONE YEAR LATER
I still have not found anyone else but I did find cows, chickens, pigs and horses. There are lots of scary creatures here that lurk in the darkest of places. I believe there was a race of Minecraftians living here on this planet at one point in time because there are zombies that look like villagers and me. I am still looking for people but I believe all hope is lost.
Hoped you liked this story took a while... :D
The world I landed on looked like it has turned into a black hole I couldn't see my hand right in front of my face. I couldn't remember anything, I couldn’t feel anything except the excruciating pain coming from my right hip. I started to panic, I didn’t know what planet I was on or even what was in my hip. I realized I had to set up camp and wait till morning if there was a morning. I fashioned a bed out of the only material I could find in the darkness of night, stone. This stone didn’t feel like the stone we humans have, this stone was soft almost like the white sand from Jamaica and gushy like the pre-made Jello that comes in those like boxes. I made a blanket with some parts of the ship that I came down in. I couldn't figure out what I grabbed but it was cold and hard with soft edges. The sheet of metal seemed to have holes in it. The first night kept me on edge, sleeping with one eye open. As I began to think of my life back home on Earth I started to realize what my wife and our four year-old daughter must be going through. I made a fire with whatever i could find from my space craft. I found some toilet paper and other sorts of papery materials. The fire is what I wanted it to be but it was good enough to last the first night. As I laid on the cold ground I tried to remember what happened but I couldn't, I couldn't even remember my own name all I could remember was my family...not even my own birthday. I decided it was time to just get some sleep. When I woke it felt like an eternity. To my surprise the sun was there when I woke. As I tried to get up I tried to see the extent of my wound, I saw I had a metal spike from the ship sticking out of my hip. My first priority was to get this spike out of me. I thanked God that it wasn’t in my body far enough. I pulled it out, the pain was excruciating, I started to feel faint and nauseous. I looked at my space ship for a couple minutes and suddenly a name came to me. Steve, I must have been my name, where else could I get that name from.
As I was doing my work around the camp I setup when a sudden flood of loneliness knowing that I most likely would never see my family again. Steve scavanged the land and found it was the most beautiful thing he saw, he came across a large forest with square logs.
A few days past and I knew there was no way I was ever going to make it off this planet so I decided to stay, It was hard to leave everything I knew behind but I had to.
ONE YEAR LATER
I still have not found anyone else but I did find cows, chickens, pigs and horses. There are lots of scary creatures here that lurk in the darkest of places. I believe there was a race of Minecraftians living here on this planet at one point in time because there are zombies that look like villagers and me. I am still looking for people but I believe all hope is lost.
Hoped you liked this story took a while... :D
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