Minecraft Chapter 1-Steve Plz give this story a chance it's not I senseless fanfic I'm trying to write an actual good story albeit about mine craft. I'm going to try to make it good. I stood there next to my twin, the last person left from my family. He was small and skittish he had brown hair and brown eyes. His eyes were very big like he was looking at you he wore a light blue jacket and dark blue jeans, even though he was my twin people swore he looked younger than me. Right now he looked guilty, he'd helped kick start the apocalypse. One evening a few weeks after the incident he looked at me with those massive brown eyes and said "I can't go on like this, I'm never going to forgive myself" I felt the same but if we confessed to what we had done we both would have died. "We just have to wait for a few more days then they'll come up with a way to stop this" I replied he had been beating himself up about it for so long, on days you could find him staring out the window tears falling down his face. The looked at me regretfully "you don't understand, liz. she's poisened" before I could stop him he raised the gun to his head closed his eyes and pulled the trigger. I ripped the gun out of his hands but it was to late, little sammy was dead. Then something else truly unexpected happened the police came. The one in charge said "drop your weapon. You Steve Brine are under arrest for the murder of Sam Brine" I dropped my gun, put my hands on my head and let them lead me to prison. I lost in court. I tried to plead not guilty, tell the judge that it was suicide. The problem was there was no reason for him to do it everyone around him said he was extremely happy some even went as far as blissfully ignorant. I couldn't tell him the truth that would get me killed and I chose prison over death anytime. And there I was for 8 years missing out on the end of the world (I don't know how long people go to prison for )