Life of a Creeper

Thousands of minecraft years ago, creepers were passive mobs. They loved nature and appreciated all it had to give. You never saw them frown. They were always having a good time, laughing with their friends. But then the noob came...

The noob loved killing and harming creepers for fun and for their heads, which for once were frowning. A badly hurt brother creeper looked down at his younger brother. He was smiling and happy. He put his younger brother in a basket wrapped in a blanket, with his favorite toy. They soon arrived at a very long rive. Soon, there will be no creepers left... He had to do it. He said,"Bye little bro.." and pushed him off into the lake. Just in time too, the noob had only then slayed the caring, sad brother creeper. The baby creeper docked on a land full of zombies, skeletons, and spiders. They taught the creeper to hate humans. A very smart zombie implanted TNT and gunpowder into the poor creeper.

The hostile creeper population boosted up when the zombie found a way to clone and make more creepers. Now next time you hear "Ssssss..." don't blame the brother creeper or the zombie. Blame the NOOB. So after that the creepers didn't explode near the noob, they carried him off to their cave. They are torturing him but the zombie is still keeping him alive only for the entertainment of watching him suffer. Yay. The end... (add more if you want to) based on a YouTube video called why are creepers so unfriendly?