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It was supposedly just a normal day on June 

5th. I was up to my normal hobby of playing 

games at the time of the incident. 

I was playing single-player Minecraft when 

suddenly, a bright light came from the 

computer screen. When the light died down, I 

was unconscious. 

“Uh my aching head!” I thought as I felt my 

head. But something was different. My head 

felt…flat. I looked all around and all I saw was 

blocks…grass blocks, leaf blocks, woodblocks, 

everything was blocks.

“I must be in Minecraft,” I thought. Sadness 

overflowed me as I realized I might never see my 

parents again. However, there was hope – If I was 

able to be the boss I might be able to get back. 

The big problem was that I was in hardcore mode, 

which meant I could not re-spawn. “Well,” I 

thought, “I better start punching wood.”

By night-time, I had a small hut with no roof. 

Spiders were coming in so hard, I had to go 

underground. I placed my bed down and I 

slept. 

On the 50th day, which is like 2 hours in real 

time, I had a nether portal (which brings you to 

a different dimension). I suited up in iron armor 

and went through. I was instantly hit with a fire 

ball. I took out my bow and killed the Ghast (a 

spirit that lives in the nether) that had fired it.

The fire burned badly, but my armor took most 

of the damage. I got what I needed, a few 

Ghast tears, and went home. I made healing 

potions with the tears and went to the 

stronghold. 

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