A/N: "There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." -MAYA ANGELOU
Simon and the Wither, as written by my 11 year old sister.
Chapter 1
"Wow! Wh…wh…what was that!" Simon opened his eyes and stood up. His first thought was "This looks strangely like…...Minecraft!" He didn't even realize the fact that he was wearing jeans and a light blue t-shirt! Before he was wearing sweat pants and a baggy sweater.
After wandering around a bit Simon decided that he should start getting some wood to make a house. He really did not want to be attacked in the night. "Ow ow owwwww," Simon cried as he started punching the trees. "It would- owww- really help to get an axe!" He cut down 10 more trees. "Now I need to figure out how to open my inventory." The sun was starting to go down so Simon decided to make his house out of the wood he had, bark and all. Simon spent all night trying to open his inventory "This is it! I give up!" Simon yelled as he let his arms drop to his sides. It was then he realized a bump in his pocket. Simon stuck his hand in his pocket and pulled out a square- but what was it? He examined it and then realized it was his inventory!
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