It's tough to be a child. I feel like everyone (but Jill) thinks I am too young to do things. I am not allowed to use a gun. I get a small Katana, but thanks to the internet, I found out it's actually a wakizashi. A Japanese sword, a slight bit shorter than a katana. I'm not sure why Mr. Sanders said it was a Katana. Maybe he was trying to give me confidence.
Sometimes I hate being six. I wish I were sixteen again. But then again, being little can get me into small places a lot easier than the others. Jill, Madison and I have been able to get into hiding places easier. We are about the same height, oh, and age.
I ran into the living room and stopped. I saw what they were watching. I was a bit annoyed now. Of all movies, why did they have to watch... Oh, never mind. I won't go there. I'll simply let it go and won't hold it back anymore. I turned around and slammed the door.
I walk into the room with the computer. I decided to go online. At least there I can figure out what to do. Jill is the only person from my past that I know is still alive. If there was a way to find out if mom and Jennifer were still alive...
Minecraft!
Of all the things to check out online, Jennifer is so obsessed with Minecraft. I typed in their website. I was in luck. The site was still up. I only hope the server is still working. Especially the server she goes on all the time. I've played Minecraft many times in my life. It's a bit old now. A little older than a hundred years. I'm still surprised that people play that game. The graphics are terrible compared to the games of today. I'm guessing that is the reason why people like it so much.
After downloading the game to the computer, I made sure it worked. Sometimes these games don't like working without installing. It's a bit annoying. When the sign in box showed up, it meant it was working.
I sign in to my account. NatTheKing. I giggle at the name. I should change that name sometime.
As usual, it takes a long time for the game to load. I don't know how many updates this game has had, but I do know this is the last update. Kind of sad though. I was so hoping they would have put in the evil bunnies in the game.
It usually takes only a few seconds to load, but this was taking longer. I hope it won't fail. I just sat there watching the screen and the logo.
When the game finally loaded, I was glad. I typed in the servers IP address. I so hoped it still worked. I was growing impatient. The internet was very slow. This is what happens when there is no one to do maintenance to the internet. Don't fail me, please don't fail.
After about a minute, I was about to give up, when the server showed up.
"It's working?" I whispered. "I can't believe it." I just hope Jennifer was on. This was the only way to know if she was still alive. I click on the server name, and again more waiting. I glance at the clock. It took me about seven minutes to get on this game.
I stare outside while I wait to get on the server. The dead were walking around like they own the place. Pretty much, they are. We are stuck in this apartment until we can figure out what we can do. I gaze at the computer screen. "Connection Lost. Timed out." It read.
Okay, this will take a while to get on the server. I expected this. I tried again. Which I kept getting the same message. As I was about to give up, it finally got me into the server. Why does it always do that?
Pressing Tab on the keyboard, I check if she is online. She wasn't. This made me a bit tearful. But I was surprised someone was online. A girl in fact, by the name.
[NatTheKing] Hello?
I wrote to the person, but there was no answer. I guess she wasn't paying attention or was away from the keyboard. I decided to stay on the game. It took me this long to get on it, why waste it, by ending. I went to one of my builds and started to continue where I left off. I was getting a bit carried away, last time I was on the game. I can't believe that at age sixteen, I was able to build an enormous building. Now that I am six again, I don't have the knowledge to even create anything like that.
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ISISRAXTOSA: Nowhere To Run
Horror~STORY ONE~ No one knows what the future holds. Everyone has a prediction. It doesn't mean it will come true. That's what one child learns in this futuristic story.