Finally I awoke in a full body sweat. The creepers and zombies had invaded my dreams. I needed to get out of the house and work on the farm for a while. So I got out of bed and stretched like a bear that had just come out of hibernation. It was bright outside and the sun was barely coming up over the mountain range. It was beautiful. I grabbed my shears and some wheat and headed out the pen to feed the sheep and gather their wool.
They all started freaking out as I approached with the wheat. They apparently were just as hungry as I was. I started feeding the sheep and they tried to eat my hands to! I needed to start feeding them more often. After they all had been fed I went around and gathered all their wool. It felt like I was holding a cloud every time I sheered one of them. Their wool was so soft and bright red it looked like Santa's suit.
After caring for the sheep I decided to go mining again. I grabbed about a million torches in knowing there would be mobs in the cave and grabbed as many pickaxes that I had. Then I set out in search of a different cave. Finally I came across one and headed in. The moment I hit darkness a creeper came up behind me and exploded. I saw my life flash before my eyes. Somehow though, I managed to survive. I got up and put torches all around me. I was sweating boulders now.
I put about three torches down every time it got even a bit dark. I wasn't taking any chances. I eventually found the back of the cave but I kept going. I mined through stone, gravel and dirt looking over my back every time I went deeper to make sure the torches were still in sight. I was still sweating boulders. I finally hit some iron veins. When I found the iron I felt like celebrating when I found the iron because this was what I had come down here for. What I was risking my life for! It was amazing.
Eventually though I ended up digging up and out of the tunnel that I had created. It was dark. I placed torches all around me. I left no darkness. Now I was sweating a waterfall. I was freaking out. I had no idea where I was, no map to find my way home, and it was night so the mobs were out and about. I sat there all night hoping and praying nothing would try to kill me.
Finally morning came. I sighed a breath of relief so big it could've created a hurricane. I picked up my torches and started heading back in the direction I hoped was home. Instead of finding the house I found a village. It was a nice small village and the people seemed friendly but I didn't plan on sticking around to find out. So I started heading out of the village and back towards the tunnel opening.
I found it again and went back down so I could follow it back out to the cave opening to find my way back to the house. I wasted no time in there. I ran the entire way through the cave not stopping for anything or anyone. I eventually stumbled upon the opening and ran out into the open air. It was such a relief to be out of there. I headed off towards the house. I could see the barn in the distance so I knew where to go.
I finally reached the house. I went inside put everything away and flopped down on my bed. What a day it had been. That was probably the most active and most dangerous day I have had since I got here. Yet it was actually kind of fun. I might actually go out and do it again tomorrow. As I started to drift off to sleep I started planning on what I was going to do tomorrow.
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!