Wednesday, January 22, 2014

The Life of STEVE PART 1

I WOKE UP IN A PIXELATED BED.I had Pirates of the Caribbean sheets, this bed had red sheets.When I stood up I saw as a black bar above my head that said STEVE."What the frick!" I yelled. I got staring straight into a burning zombie's eyes. "wwaaaaaaaaaahh!! Mommy!" Sobbing I ran not knowing where I was going. I saw a smoky white block floating in mid-air with small tentacles under his belly it's ghostly red eyes turned to look at me. It was a GHAST. "I'm dead meat" I thought

3 comments:

  1. THIS IS HILARIOUS!!! (That's a good thing.) -Anonymous person. PS, i am currently LAUGHING MY HEAD OFF at your story! Keep it up, whoever made this!!!

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  2. So Mincraft? Can't wait to see what happens to Steve!

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  3. can't wait to see the next part!

    Dennis K., Mathew P.

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