I'm getting some favorites and follows now :D that means you like them (hopefully o) so here you go! another chapter!

PS sorry this took so long. School and such got in the way.

Anyway on with the story! As always: Enjoy!

"AHHHHHH!" I screamed crawling backwards on the pixel grass.

"What's going on?!" I yelled to no one.

I looked down at my hands, well my squared hands.

My hands were now in a rectangular prism shape, like the rest of me.

I felt myself all over getting more and more creeped out.

Everything was pixelated.

My jacket, my body, and.. my Book bag?

Didn't I take that off when I came inside the house?

I took it off and looked at it.

This isn't mine.

Mine it large, blue and red.

This one is large, black and green.

I cautiously unzipped the bag, half expecting something to jump out at me, and peeked inside.

Nothing.

I shrugged and zipped it back up before throwing it back on my shoulder.

I took a second to look around.

I was in the shade of an oak tree and pigs, sheep, and chickens were grazing in some grass some ways away.

The cows, being rebels, were eating some grass far away from them.

I walked out of the shade and instantly got warmer.

I looked for the sun to see how much time I had.

It was in the East.

Great.

This means it was in the morning.

I quickly forgot about my predicament for a moment to gather supplies.

I turned back around to the oak tree and stared at it.

I looked down at my square hand and back at the tree.

Then I took a deep breath and punched.

I kept punching until I heard a "Thunk"

I stared at the floating oak log and stepped near it.

The log made a "pop" noise as it went into my inventory.

Wait. Inventory?

I quickly took the bookbag back off and looked inside egarly.

Sure enough, there was one measly oak log.

"One down, 20 to go." I said with a long sigh.

"there." I said placing the last wooden plank down.

I stepped back to admire my work.

It was pretty shabby but it would do for tonight.

I opened the wood door and stepped inside, closing it behind me.

I sat by my furnace and warmed up a bit.

It had gotten dark and cold while I was building.

I was about to go to bed when I heard growling.

"Darn zombies.." I muttered grabbing my stone sword.

I swung open my door and instantly saw the beast.

He saw me too.

He turned towards me and walked very slowly.

I ran in his direction, sword in front of me.

My sword ripped through him, blood splattering everywhere.

His top part flew to my left and his bottom half still stood for a moment before falling.

His remains turned into orbs and they slowly drifted to me.

They made a satisfying "tingle" noise when they had reached me.

I walked back to my house, weary and tired from the days' work.

I went to my infinite water pool and washed myself.

Then I sat in front of the heated furnace with a cooked pork chop in hand.

I ate the pork chop, savoring its delicious taste.

I can't taste these things when I'm playing from the computer.

I walked over to my bed, ready for some rest.

I sat on the bed and it made a slight "squeak" from my weight.

I laid down on the soft pixely pillow and pulled the blankets over me.

And as the last light from the furnace slowly faded away, I realized I had survived my first night in first person Minecraft.

With that thought in mind, I quickly drifted to sleep.

YAY! chapter 3 done!

I'm thinking about discontinuing my unnatural story.. its flopping and I like this story idea better.

I'll give it some thought and make my decision.

Anyway that's about it. Btw, expect another chapter soon. :)

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