Hello there… my name is Mob-Craft (but you can call me MC for short). Look I know, I know I am not an adventurer but I am going to be one. Let’s begin!
I am right now celebrating my little brother’s birthday with my friends. For the first one and a half hours it was all fine but 15 mins after that things got a little out of hand. It all started when we were going to the park. All of us were running all the way from home to the park until the clouds above us hinted us on an upcoming stormy rainy evening. Right then we saw an Ice-cream truck! My mom asked me to go buy ice-creams for all of us meanwhile she takes my brother and friends back home.
I happily obliged and ran towards the truck. I bought the ice -cream and walked the opposite direction of my home.
“Why on earth!!!” you might be wondering.
Well… my brother was crying so loud while my mum was speaking that I could not hear her properly. So instead of hearing her saying “We are going home” I heard “We are going to the main area”. I know okay there is a huge difference between home and main area. But with baby boss crying along with the birds chirping, people talking around me I heard main area. So, I walked like nothing is happening.
But when I reached the main area and found no one there, I sensed that something went wrong somewhere! After running around the park trying to to find my family and friends, I got tired and sat down under a tree. Then I noticed that the guy who was renting bicycles for free came back again. I requested him if I could have a bike from him for some time and he said I could. Eager to get back home, I cycled so fast that I jumped whenever there was a high platform. Suddenly I saw a lady and I thought it was mom.
Mommyyy!!!! I shouted aloud!!! Almost everyone around including the lady stared at me only for me to realize that she was not my mom
But in the midst of that confusion, I tripped on a rock and fell right onto the muddy water collected on the road side; thanks to the rainy days!
By the time I calmed myself down, returned the bike and started walking towards home, it was slowly getting dark. At home, mum welcomed someone soaked in muddy water with no ice-cream in hand and bruises all over – she wasn’t amused and I couldn’t complain.
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