Autobiography of a Creeper

Once upon a time, I had a family. That is, until they died. Ever since childhood, I have been told that they were killed by strange creatures called humans. My teachers describe humans as mindless, soulless, beasts, that take out homes and slaughter us as if we're wild animals. My friend Gretchen's parents were also killed by the humans in the tragedy of Minecraft War 2, the war that has forced all creepers to hide underground for ten years. The two of us made it our life's mission to find out about these humans and find away to drive them from our land once and for all.

Today is the day that we are going to ask King Evets for permission to begin our research of these strange creatures. I walk to Gretchen's dorm and knock on her door. She came out and we began walking down the dimly lit passage to the throne room.

"So, what are we going to do if her refuses?" she asks me.

"We'll worry about that when it happens," I tell her.

"But you need to promise me, that no matter what happens, you won't forget what they did to us."

"How could I forget?" I reply. "I've been an orphan for as long as I can remember. If I forget the anger, I'll have no memories left."

"Good, because I have a feeling that we may change the lives of creepers for generations to come, if we carry through with this."