It was vast and empty where I started off at. It was a desert land so I definitely was NOT going to make a living out here. I needed to go somewhere that wasn't too hot or wasn't too cold, what I needed was to find a spot that was right in between all the different areas of land so I could find what I needed as I needed it. I headed off in the search of a perfect spot for my house gathering wood, dirt, sand, anything that I could find to build my house out of. Finally after wandering for what felt like days I found the perfect little island to build on. It was surrounded by water, had desert right across the way and over the mountain was the Iceland. It was perfect. I got to work immediately knowing that night would be upon me soon.

First I made a crafting table so I could make my wood planks and my tools and whatever else I might need. After pondering for a while I decided against the wood and made my house out of dirt. This way I could use the wood to make tools and torches. After what only felt like seconds, it was night and the zombies and creepers were upon me. I had to hide and quick before they discovered me. Luckily I was able to make a door and survive through the night. It was the longest most terrifying night of my life. But when morning finally came I was relieved to see the sun and the bright blue sky.

That all changed in a blink of an eye. It started to pour down rain but I didn't care. The house will be built today. I went hunting in the late afternoon to find some food and some wool so I could make a bed so I could actually sleep through the night. After wandering around aimlessly I finally found a herd of sheep and cows so I went sword happy and gathered the food and wool that I needed. I went back to the house and finished up the last bit of construction.

Finally I was done and I had a decent house to live in. It was now time to start living. As the days went by I worked on building a barn, a pen for some sheep and a field to plant wheat to feed the sheep. But yet I still wasn't happy so I started looking in the same area for a new place to build my house when I found this amazing area in the side of the mountain right next to the pen where I could build my house. I didn't waste even a second I started building walls and digging out hallways. This time though I worked straight through the night and through the day and then through night again until finally, it was done. I was very excited to move into my new cave house.

I went over to the old house to start moving things. Once I had moved in I decided I should go check on the sheep. A couple had gotten out and some looked like they were starving to death. So I fed them got the other sheep back and fixed the gate. All was well now, I was happy. Or so I thought anyway. My house looked all doom and gloom so I put paintings up and I built a basement out of a cave that was beneath the house. Now I am happy with my house. I decided it was time to start mining so I gathered my torches and went off with my pickaxes on a hunt for a cave. I found one that had lava in it which was a very unsettling yet very exciting thing because sometimes diamonds are found right near lava. Sure enough as I wandered around I found a vain of about three blocks of diamond. I was thrilled. I got them out and exited the cave to put them away. Then I slept for many days.

A/N- This is my first story on here so I apologize if it sucks. I could really use some criticism about all this. Thanks!