Minecraft Survival Journal

	Day 1:

	I found the materials to write this journal from the smoldering wreckage that i used to call home. My village had been attacked and now i have no resources and must look for a new village.
	
	Day2:
	I have stumbled upon a cave. I decide to set up a temporary home close to it so i may explore it. all i can do is dig a hole in the ground and use the wood i have found to keep it from caving in. Wish me luck.

	Day3:
	I have started my exploration of the cave. I must go and gather more wood soon to make my tools but i shall do that later. As soon as i started to explore i found both lava and water. Maybe i can find some iron to make a bucket and use them to my advantage.

	Day3: continued
	So far i have found some coal and iron. i have also encountered something strange. it was green and when it got close it made a strange hissing sound. My instinct told me to move, and not a moment to soon. For as soon as i scrambled away from it, the strange creature... exploded... what is going on here?

	Day 4: 
	I have expanded my temporary home. It's something even if its just a hole in the ground. i must go find some wood and then explore my cave some more. The encounter with    that creature yesterday still haunts me. I have decided to call it a creeper, as giving it a name helps me belive it was real. Also i have decided to carry a sword with me at all times.

	Day4: continued
I have gone out and gathered some wood. Now i shall clear out all the excess dirt in my  home and build a wall around it.

	Day5:
	I am still clearing my area out. this is tougher than i thought it would be. should be done soon though.

	Day6:
	Something is very wrong. The rules of the world are changing. As night was falling I quickly ran back towards my house. As i was nearing my home i was attacked by a beast. it stank of rotten, decaying flesh. It was shaped like a man, and wore foul smelling cloths that were cut to ribbons. It was cut in at least a dozen places and at least twice as many arrows sticking out of him in various places, each one oozing blood and puss freely. But as i struggled with the thing for my life i saw its face. It was a man. A man that i knew from my old village. For a second i went still, my hands clammy. We stared at eachother. I knew him. But there was something i didn't understan. He was DEAD. I had SEEN him fall from a dozen arrows. There is no way someone could survive that. He charged. I drew my sword and slashed at him. he didnt go down though i cut his arm off. He didnt even show any pain. he charged again and this time i hacked at his neck. He went down and i stood there, frozen for a moment. I got over my confusion and fear and hurried back to my house. Like i said, the rules of the world itself are changing.