Hirobryne was a mistake. He was supposed to be easily tamed. The example for the Herobrine himself. What he turned into... was the problem that he was supposed to fix... the is my first Minecraft Creepypasta. Enjoy

I'm broken inside but I always try to hide the pain I feel you may not believe this is real But I'm breaking slowly breaking why would I be faking? Such pain and sadness? Behind a Mask of Happiness So now I sit alone in the shadows of my home losing my sanity losing touch with humanity slowing dieing forever crying

What happens when two twins are kidnapped by a maniac to feed a beast that lives within the woods? Find out by reading this story.

My first story that doesn't contain ocs. Yay. Sans was visiting Alphys and is doused with some chemicals from one of her experiments. What they don't know is that these chemicals are going to change Sans in ways no monster even considered possible.

Wepons. That's all they were meant to be. Master wanted them to be wepons. But, the creators didn't. Not after seeing how the first 'success' ended up. They're alive. Sentient. Maybe not human, but definitely people. But, the real question is, what is their future? Fate or choice?

This is more for me than anyone else. I'm not sure if anyone cares about my ocs, but I'm publishing it in case anyone does.

These are basically story ideas I have that I'm not going to make into a full story, or at least, not for a while. I take suggestions. Hope you enjoy.

FIVE siblings who have no idea what's coming FOUR billion lives at risk THREE days until they are attacked TWO supernatural beings who are coming to a head ONE lost girl who is just being pulled by fate ZERO time left Formally 'The Light' A HUGE, MASSIVE THANK YOU TO @slimey_gamer WITHOUT WHOM THIS BOOK WOULDN'T EXIST

A book with your favourite Avengers

I went to my room, ready to hit a wall or something and jumped onto my bed. I pressed my face into the pillow and screamed into it. This is the worst day of my life. I didn't want to mope on it, so I decided to get on my phone and play the Minecraft Pocket Edition. And what felt like a short amount of time, I finally was fed up on how many times I died from a creeper. But when I looked up, I saw someone lying on the carpeted floor. He looked identical to the Steve I was playing as a second ago. Did my game bring Minecraft to life? But right after I thought that, the man moved. His thick biceps thickened as he put his hands over his eyes and, moaning, turned onto his side. Then I saw something I wish I could unsee. A large gash was in his side, bleeding all over the carpet. Then, I did what most teens would do: I screamed. ---------------------------------------------------------------- This is Tasha, and she has a story of life and death situations and dramatic problems as her life changes forever.through the very game she once played in her free time.