Description
I went to my room, ready to hit a wall or something and jumped onto my bed. I pressed my face into the pillow and screamed into it. This is the worst day of my life. I didn't want to mope on it, so I decided to get on my phone and play the Minecraft Pocket Edition. And what felt like a short amount of time, I finally was fed up on how many times I died from a creeper. But when I looked up, I saw someone lying on the carpeted floor. He looked identical to the Steve I was playing as a second ago. Did my game bring Minecraft to life? But right after I thought that, the man moved. His thick biceps thickened as he put his hands over his eyes and, moaning, turned onto his side. Then I saw something I wish I could unsee. A large gash was in his side, bleeding all over the carpet. Then, I did what most teens would do: I screamed. ---------------------------------------------------------------- This is Tasha, and she has a story of life and death situations and dramatic problems as her life changes forever.through the very game she once played in her free time.
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