All By Myself

Hi! This is a minecraft story! So basically if you don't know what a "minecraft" story is, well it's where I go on minecraft to get some inspiration and then turn it into a story! :P Anyway, the main character ISN'T "playing" minecraft, I just get my inspiration from it. So yeah, enjoy.

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As I put on my boots, my mother yelled at me to hurry and come into the dining room. I didn't want her even more mad so I quickly put on my jacket and walked fastly out of my room. "Yes, mother?" I said in a mad yet gentle tone. "Are you going hunting today so you can get us food?" She looked into my eyes but I felt like she was staring deeply into my soul. "I go hunting everyday..." and when I say everyday, I really mean every single day. "Ugh, oh yeah right. That's why you're worthless ass is never here in the morning." She rolled her eyes and walked off to her bedroom. I stood there, trying to reject the tears, but I couldn't. My mother is the rudest human ever alive. My younger sister, Esmy, walked in and she noticed I was crying, but she didn't comfort me at all. She used to hug me all the time when I was sad, when we were poor. But now we're not poor, nor rich. We're just average. They don't starve like they used to, thanks to me. I risked my life everyday by going hunting, using my snares, bow, and a knife. We live in a small town named Zoymaria. You're probably wondering my name by now. I'm Rubye Cicely Leoni, most everyone calls me Ruby, which is fine with me because I HATE my first name. Well anyways, I just lied to my mother. I'm not going hunting today. I'm running away- I mean boating away, if that's even a word. Today I'm officially going to get away from this hellhole. I wipe the tears from my face and walk back into my room, grabbing my bag containing some clothes, food, a knife, and a tiny shovel. I crouch down and grab my bow and arrows that were under my bed. I stand back up and walk out of my tiny, ugly house. I look at it for a second and think "I think I'm going to miss this place-" then my thoughts get interuppted by my mother's yelling and I shake my head "Nope" I think. I don't make any eye contact with anyone as I walk to the dock where they keep the boats. Since my father works here, I can have any boat I desire, but since it's just me going on a long journey, I choose a small, yet spacious boat. I carefully climb into it setting my bag down right next to my feet. Then I grab the bag I keep my arrows in and put it over my head and setting it onto my shoulder(does that make any sense l0l). I set down my bow somewhere I can't break it. I turn half of my body over and turn on the switch for the boat to start moving. I rest my eyes for a few minutes, only to be woken up by the sound of a crash. I stand up frightened by the noise, only to see what lies ahead of me(walking dead reference hehehur). I'm stuck on an island.