My first night of Minecrafting (is that even a word?) I had no shelter. I had ran out of time during the day and had nothing. I went to an island in the ocean and fought to stay alive, listening as I heard zombies, spiders, and other monsters. Day broke and I went forth, and found a beautiful bay. I made my home there, and it is still my home there.
Thanks for reading, and sadly pictures dont really work on GS but I will try anyway..