Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Minetrapped! Chapter 7: My bro is now in Minecraft
Once my brother was in, he could talk to me. The leader found out who my bro was and then we started off again. Every once in a while we would find a clearing, but it was an area that sheep, chickens, or cows grazed. One time we found a horse and we tamed it. So now I'm riding the horse. Even though having my brother in Minecraft slows us down, he has some tricks up his sleeves. He made a map to see where we were. ( Well, he actually made several.) But on one of the maps, something strange popped up. Something purple. When I saw it, we were close to it. The leader looked nervous when he saw it. I suggested that we go there to check it out. the leader hesitated, but then agreed. Off we go...
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