Why hello there fellow PMCers. I was playing minecraft earlier today. Just the usual. Running, Jumping, killing. I must have ripped the life out of hundreds of innocent creatures. I had stacks of wool, stacks of leather and stacks of food. I just couldn't help myself. It started to get dark. I needed to sleep so no Creeps or Crawlies would eat my flesh.
I kill one last animal and turn around. That's when it all happened. I saw this white sheep staring me in the eyes. It was no ordinary sheep. What kind of sheep is the same height as a steve. I assumed he was standing on some grass and just wondered on past him. I got back to my house, got inside turned around to shut the door and.....The sheep was still looking me dead in the eyes. I looked down and he was floating. My mind was blown. "OH GOODNESS" I shouted. "A FLOATING SHEEP THAT FOLLOWS ME. THIS IS GREAT". I walked further inside and the sheep followed. The sheep was now safe inside my hovel of a home. I right clicked on my bed and got ready to sleep. It all faded.
I woke up to this sheep still staring me straight in the eye. A strange sheep indeed. I though to myself "Well I cant just kill him." So I decided to take him out animal hunting with me. He must have watched me slit the throats of millions but he still followed, still floating. I WUVED MY SHEEPY AND MY SHEEPY WAS MY FWEND. He was now more important than my dog. I kicked the dog out and made room for my sheepy. I made him a tv some wheat and a swimming pool, however he just floated above it.
One day I decided to take sheepy diamond hunting. We found many diamonds. He deflected skello arrows and stood his ground when the zombies arrived. Sheepy was no longer just a friend. He was a brother.
Some time I decided to take him jungle tree climbing. He floating up the tree. I smashed a log to get us to the top. Prepare for the sad part. We were up the tree when it started to decay because I broke a log. Leaves fell away below sheepy and he fell to his death. He didn't just hit the ground at the base of the tree. He kept falling. He fell down a ravine and into a pit of lava...He didn't float.
That was the end of the miracle that was sheepy. R.I.P

This story was taken from true facts and events. That is why I wrote it. Because I met a floating sheep.

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