My name is Jo-Chang and before now my life made sense, but then I was dragged into the world of blocks and monsters. That's when I ran. That's when the Creepers came for me.
That when I died.
Jo-Chang
If you ever wanted to laze around and do nothing all day, Rocketville was your place. I was a computer nerd. In my room I had twenty-five computers, fifty laptops and eight tablets. I could hack into NASA and crash satellites, I could cheat at any online game and I could download stuff (that's meant to be paid for) for free. My life had infinite possibilities.
Well it was until I got Minecraft. My friends had never stopped bragging about it. I built a zombie, I built a house, I don't care. In the end, they convinced me. But I couldn't be bothered buying it, so I hacked it. Well obviously something, was bothered about that. After hacking and downloading it, I created my character. Suddenly I knew what the fuss was about, I sat for thirty hours straight building castles, houses, protecting myself from monsters.
It was great! I had forty cups of coffee, ten bottles of monster and twenty cans of fizzy juice and about half of those were empty. Eventually at about 4am, I fell asleep.
Creeper
The boy fell asleep at about 4am. Thank goodness! What the inventor of the computer didn't realise was when they invented the computer they created a parallel universe. So Face-book, Club Penguin and Minecraft are real, just in another universe. This boy had been constantly playing so in the end we decided to drag him into our world, and kill him. The computer flashed green and slowly absorbed the young boy. Slowly he aroused from his sleep and saw what was happening. "NO! HELP ME! NNNNOOOO!" he cried.
His cries were slowly absorbed by a hissing whirring sound. Then there was silence.
Jo-Chang
The last thing I remembered was the green glow and the searing pain as I was pulled into my laptop. I sat up and two green block creepers were hovering above me. I tried to go back, but two other creepers pushed me back.
Beads of sweat trickled down my forehead and I was shaking. "ARE YOU JO-CHANG KENATUCK?" The creeper hissed.
More creepers began to appear behind him and push towards me.
"Yes" I squeaked. "Why do you want me here? What have I done? What are you going to do to…"
"SILENCE" boomed the second creeper. "YOU'VE PUT US THROUGH PAIN, LIKE THE SOARING WAVES OF THE WORLD AND NOW WE WILL KILL YOU!"
"NO!" I cried.
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Nobody could hear Jo-Chang after his final cries. The creepers had not killed him, as we humans would think.
No, they'd turned him into a character. That morning his mother, who hardly ever noticed Jo-Chang, came into his room and noticed a block character, with tanned skin and black hair wearing a blue shirt and jeans on his computer.
His mother soon became addicted to Minecraft and played on it, 24/7. Jo-Chang was put through pain and he was tired. Whenever he wanted to sleep, the computer forced him to continue building.
The creepers caused his mother to become immortal and for billions of years, Jo-Chang never slept.
And as he sat there, day after day, working, he saw the pain the creepers had gone through. Only this time the pain was his.
He was in pain forever!