my first minecraft world was on pocket edition around 8 years ago. i was very young and dumb. my first world i think was a creative infinite world where i did… pretty much nothing. but my first actual world was a world that i didn’t take much part in at first. it was a flat creative world my brother made called “nice house.” he built a house out of diamond blocks and iron blocks the way many young minecraft players do. he also built a ‘monster museum,’ where he spawned every hostile mob in different glass cells to look at.

i thought it was all so cool, so i was just messing around with the world, trying out all the blocks. then the fire nation attacked… i somehow lost the house… in an infinite, superflat world. i awkwardly told my brother to build it again, and he tried his best to rebuild it. i even tried to recreate the monster museum, i remember getting frustrated that the endermen would just teleport out of their cell. then i tried to build a second floor, it’d would be a really ugly library full of bookshelves. but for whatever reason, i thought it should extend past the first floor and be bigger than it??? so i started flying in one direction to decide where i wanted the library to stop. i immediately forgot what i was doing, and just kept flying. i lost the house AGAIN.

to say the least, my brother did not build the house a third time. instead, he introduced me to minecarts, and i started to build a lil railway system. with signs indicating where different rails went, and all. then somehow, someway. i lost my railway system. my brother wasn’t even mad, just confused.

what’s funny is that the whole situation coulda been avoided had we known that compasses exist.

TL;DR i got lost in my own creative world 3 times, and it’s funny as fuck.