Diary Of A Friendly Creeper – Bashes And Bullies Chapter 5

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Chapter 5: March 6nd

Friendly Creeper

Who knew water could be so much fun? I certainly exploded in my head half a dozen times and had a figurative blast with my friends. This birthday was certainly special for me. Not to mention, I saw Steve get sick after a few fast rides. I did get a little worried, but we all just started laughing, even Steve. Even as a creeper who has never been to a waterpark, I was able to not get sick, though. It was fun all around.

Oh and best of all, I no longer dislike Troy. In fact, I’m quite sorry about the things I said to him yesterday. I misunderstood the situation and should not have been so quick to judge and speak when I didn’t have all the information. Troy was, in fact, helping the poor, young creeper that was getting bullied. He was telling his friends to stop teasing the kid since it wasn’t nice. In fact, he came all the way to the waterpark without knowing if I would want to see him. When I did, I didn’t act so friendly.

“I don’t want to see a bully like you,” I had said to him. He looked sad, and I realized there was something more he wanted to say. Instead of returning and leaving like I was going to, I stood there, and he explained:

“I’m sorry,” he began, “that’s what I’ve been trying to say from the start. I’m sorry for all the times that I bullied you in school. I hadn’t really realized how awful I was to you. It did make me feel good at the time, but now… things are different. I saw you that day and wanted to apologize. But your chicken friend was there, and I really couldn’t bring myself to say anything. Next, you were with that human. It really vexed me, and that’s why I thought I’d ask you to hang out before. And yesterday, I wasn’t bullying anyone. I was trying to stop my friends from bullying that kid. He’s new here, and he reminded me of you, so I had to stop them. But no matter what I said, it didn’t make a difference. Then you came in. I was surprised and felt bad when you considered me one of those guys. But I suppose I deserved that. I hadn’t treated you much better. You shut those guys down in an instant. It made me both happy seeing your courage, and sad seeing all the feelings you had pent up inside of you because of me.”

I was taken aback as he said everything. My mind wandered off to all the bad things I had said to him a day earlier. I did feel bad now. He had changed, and I just ran my mouth. Even the days earlier, everything he did, said and the way he talked all made sense.

“I am sorry,” he repeated. And I smiled.

“You’re forgiven!” I announced happily as I jumped up and down, “I’m sorry for yesterday as well. You didn’t deserve that. But all’s forgiven. Get over here and let’s have some fun!”

He hadn’t exactly been looking forward to going to a waterpark and being surrounded by non-Creepers, he confessed. And I understood. Baby steps, I thought to myself. After all, I got to this position by taking baby steps as well. So I don’t think I should push someone into taking steps they don’t really wish to.

That said, I totally did invite him to stay long enough for Felicia to unveil the cake she had promised to make. And what a cake that was. It was a towering behemoth of a cake that tasted as fascinating as it looked. I do think Troy was happy to stay long enough to taste that. He left soon after. I promised to hang out with him more often, and we’ve even made some fun plans for later this week. I can’t help but feel excited about it all.

In the end, I had a better time than I had even imagined I could have all those weeks ago.

People can really change and judging appearances isn’t the best way to handle any situation. I’ve learned that through this experience and I’ve also gained a new friend.


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Diary Of A Friendly Creeper – Bashes And Bullies Chapter 4

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Chapter 4: March 5nd

Diary Of A Friendly Creeper

I was really close to being okay with Troy coming to the party. I really was. It was even a prospect that excited me for a time. When I arrived at Steve’s place today, he told me the others weren’t coming and added: “I actually need to talk to you.”

That didn’t sound good, I thought to myself. I figured the trip might be canceled. A part of me wanted that since I wasn’t okay with Troy coming with us. It wouldn’t be so bad. All I cared was about having fun with my friends and if they couldn’t make it, then so be it. Not like we couldn’t celebrate it some other day. I almost blurted out acceptance of our canceled trip, but Steve spoke before me.

“Yesterday… You seemed pretty distraught when Troy showed up. Are you alright?” He asked in such an understanding tone. I couldn’t speak for a few seconds. Only look down at the floor. Looking back up, I could only see what a loving friend I had. And then it all came pouring out.

“No. I’m not okay. Troy wasn’t just someone I knew at school. He always made me feel so odd. I accidentally spilled milk on him and had to do so much for him to forgive me. He never had fun with me. That was a lie. He just made fun of how clumsy I was. I couldn’t hang out with him yesterday because he wouldn’t understand me like you guys do. You guys never make fun of my weird habits or my mistakes. I’m lucky to have friends like you, Felicia and Charlie.”

Steve listened patiently as I went on and on, discussing all the things I had to go through. He didn’t interrupt and even gave encouraging smiles as I talked. It felt nice.

After I was done, I asked: “Do you think I’m a bad person for not wanting him to be there?”

“No,” he answered calmly, “You’re not a bad person. And you’re not a clumsy person. You make mistakes, just like the rest of us. Remember when I accidentally poured lava on Felicia’s couch?”

“Yeah,” I giggled remembering that. Felicia was pretty mad at him for carrying lava in a bucket around the house.

“Just like that. None of us are free from making mistakes. Even Troy. I bet he’s made a few mistakes himself.” I probably knew this deep down, but for some reason, it never occurred to me. Troy probably made mistakes in his life as well. But none like me, I’m sure. He was a confident, cool creeper. If he made the mistakes I had, he wouldn’t be considered so cool.

Steve probably sensed what I was thinking and said, “Some people just deal with their mistakes differently. You blame yourself, while Troy might blame others. From what you’re telling me, Troy seems like a bully. I don’t know how he got this way and there is a definite reason for it, but he bullied you in school. You should know that even if you don’t do anything about it.”

“Bullied?” it never really occurred to me before. I never liked hanging out with him, but I had always considered it my fault.

“In all honesty, he might not know it himself. Not fully at least. He might think he was just pushing you around and helping you have fun. It’s silly, but people are sometimes like that. You shouldn’t feel down about it. He seemed pretty awkward while talking to you. You should stop blaming yourself, though. It’s been years, and you both have grown. Maybe it’s time to put the past in the past. Try to bury the hatchet and move on with him. He seemed to want to hang out with you. You should forgive others for what they’ve done since they can change over time, like you have. You were so shy around others, and now you’re such a confident creeper. You should give others the benefit of the doubt as well. And maybe even Troy might surprise you.”

I don’t think I completely believed him in that instance. But his words really made sense to me, and I thanked Steve for his advice. It was one of those things best friends do that really sets them apart. I don’t think I could understand what I went through if I hadn’t talked to him. For me, his explanation filled in the pieces I was missing all this time. They really did make a difference, but Troy hasn’t changed. He is no different than the time I met him at school. The years have not made him better and he probably just wanted to bully me again.

I had gone to find him. To tell him I’d love to hang out with him some time and I was excited to have him there for my birthday. But as soon as I saw him in the woods with his friends, my opinion changed.

Most of them were standing in a circle, telling a young creeper how he’s not “fun.” While Troy stood at a distance, probably taking a break from the bullying. He had said that same thing to me when I was at school, so I now understood what it looked like.

I don’t know where I got this burst of courage from. My conversation with Steve had really pumped me up so maybe I discovered my courage from it. But I marched up to Troy and his buddies and told them to stop. I said they were bullies, and they should leave that young creeper alone if they didn’t want him to be there. The young creeper seemed relieved and left. Troy, on the other hand, looked absolutely flabbergasted. But I don’t care if he thought I was weird or didn’t like that I stood up to him. Nobody should go through bullying, and I was in a position to help someone else, and I’m really glad I did. Before I left, I told Troy I never wanted to see him. At least now I can have some carefree fun with my friends and not care about a bully from my past.

Diary Of A Friendly Creeper

To Be Continued Next Sunday!

Diary Of A Friendly Creeper – Bashes And Bullies Chapter 3

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Chapter 3: March 4nd

Diary Of A Friendly MInecraft Creeper

You know those times when you meet someone, and you just can’t stop running into them? I’m going through that.

I met Troy again. I don’t know if he’s following me or if it’s just some weird fate, but this time, I was with Steve. He looked at Steve in a funny manner when he bumped into us, but smiled and asked: “You must be his human friend?”

“Yeah, I am,” Steve spoke in a cool manner. It was a definite coolness I could never muster. I was so hopeless and could never do anything right. Even speak to Troy in a calm manner. Steve really helped me feel better at that moment, though. He went on to tell Troy “He’s one of my best friends, and I’m really lucky to have him with me. He feels like family and he’s one heck of a creeper.”

It meant a lot my friend felt this way about me. It made me feel confident through our friendship, but then… I was in front of Troy.

“Yeah, he was always different,” Troy chuckled, “We studied in school together, and he was always standing out. I had real fun with him.”

Fun. Is that what he thought? I was speechless for a while before blurting out, “I wasn’t fun!”

Never meant to say it out loud. Steve and Troy looked a little startled. Troy turned his head down and chuckled a “Well; I suppose I thought you were.”

There was an awkward silence. I wanted to move, but Steve just stood there. Troy, while still looking down, said “Do you want to hang out for a bit? You know, when you’re free? Like tomorrow maybe? I was getting together with a few friends. You know, catching up on some fun. Around evening. You can come along if you’d like.”

The question was directed at me. There was no denying it. He was asking me whether I wanted to hang out with him. We’ve never hung out. Why would he want to hang out when he still thinks I’m weird? I would probably just give him another reason to make fun of me. My clumsiness hasn’t changed over the years.

Just last week I sneezed and exploded a side of Steve’s castle. I’m lucky Steve loves to build so much. And that’s the thing; my friends are understanding. They don’t fault me for being clumsy. I don’t know how Troy would react if I did something like that. I can’t hang out with him. I just can’t. It would just be like reliving through the mess school was.

“I… I need to hang out with Steve tomorrow.” That was the only excuse I could think of. It probably did seem like an excuse, but no matter. Not like Troy actually wanted me to be there. He always said like how I was no fun. That I bored him when he came to play. In all honesty, Steve and I hadn’t planned on spending the day together. We all usually met up and were going to, but there was nothing stopping me from actually hanging out with Troy. Except Troy himself, that is. It wasn’t as though he’d really miss catching up with me. Anyways I knew even without an agreement; Steve would back me up, and he surely did.

“Yeah, I need his help with some building.” You could also count on Steve.

“Ah, alright.” His words actually sounded a little disappointed. It made me feel bad, but this was for the best. I probably would’ve done something embarrassing had I went with him.

“I better get going then,” he had said before turning towards his destination, “See you at your party.”

His last line turned me speechless again. He had left, but I felt like he also took my birthday’s excitement away with him. I wanted to enjoy my birthday my friends, and I had planned for weeks now. We were talking about all the things we were going to do, all the crazy fun memories we’ll make. I always felt so different around Troy, and this wasn’t something that made me look forward to my birthday. Even my friends might see how pathetic I was in front of Troy if he came. But there was nothing I could do…

Steve began to say something, but was interrupted when Felicia’s voice came from behind, “Why’re we standing outside?”

And that was the end of that entire scene. We all went inside Steve’s house and were joined by Charlie. They all discussed how amazing the waterpark would be, but I couldn’t get myself excited anymore. Troy’s appearance wasn’t something I wanted.

To Be Continued Next Sunday!

Diary Of A Friendly Creeper – Bashes And Bullies Chapter 2

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Chapter 2: March 3nd

Diary Of A Friendly Creeper 2

This is awful. I really never thought this would happen. But on the other hand, how could it not? I never moved. I should’ve expected this to happen, but why now of all days?

I truly love the friends I have. They make me laugh. They care about me and encourage me. They’ve been one of the best things to happen to me. All of them. But I didn’t always have such people around me. I truly cherish them and don’t ever want to lose them. But he’s back. Troy is back.

I was walking with Charlie and discussing all the rides I wanted to take with him when we’re at the waterpark.

“Long time no see,” an unfamiliar voice said to me. But as soon as I turned around, I wish I hadn’t.

“Troy…” I said slowly. There was nothing else I could think about saying. He looked the same as he had in school. A big, green Creeper with deep dark eyes and the same confident grin he always had. There was no mistaking it. Troy was standing in front of me. In front of my friend. And there was nothing I could do about it.

“How have you been?” he asked, a little too cheerfully. There was an edge to his voice which unnerved me. It was the same sweetness he used in front of others before. When he told the teachers how I had cheated off of him.

I replied with a “Fine, and you?” I didn’t want to create a scene in front of Charlie. Charlie and my other friends did not know about Troy and everything he had done. Even though I shared a lot with my friends, I didn’t want to relive this part of my past with them. It was just embarrassing. And in the past. I had intended to keep it that way. After all, it would never interfere with my present life, right?

“Who’s this?” asked Troy looking over to Charlie. I smiled and introduced the two. It wasn’t something I wanted to do, but there was nothing else that could be done. After all, we just met after all these years, and there’s nothing more to it. Being polite was the right thing to do here. We were going to go our separate ways, and that would be that.

“Oh, I heard you made some non-Creeper friends… Some Minecraft humans as well. You were always a strange one,” he commented in a peculiar, disinterested tone.

“Yeah, they’re really great. I love my friends. They’re amazing, and they really support me through everything. I’m so lucky to have friends like them,” things just spilled out of my mouth. I didn’t intend to speak any of that. Not to him. But I couldn’t resist telling him how important my friends were to me.

“That’s good to know,” Troy smiled and said the last thing I wanted to hear from him. “So, you’re going to the waterpark, huh?” His question left me dumbfounded. I didn’t know what to say and just kept quiet. Charlie replied for me instead, “Yeah, you should come as well. We’re all meeting up on the 5th around 4.”

Troy seemed a little confused but looked into my eyes before replying with a “For sure. I’ll be there.”

I can’t believe I’ll be meeting Troy again. This wasn’t how my birthday was supposed to go. I can’t blame Charlie; he doesn’t know the kind of person Troy is, and I hadn’t explained to him everything that happened.

What can I tell my friends anyway? Troy had been in my school and my already brief time there was made quite difficult by him.

On one of my first days, my parents found that taking the Minecart Train to school might help me adjust to the creeper environment, and I might make a few friends. The day I joined the cart proved otherwise. I had a bucket of milk that my mother gave me for lunch; and while I was getting off of the train, my leg caught on one of the Minecarts, and I fell over. Spilling the entire bucket on Troy and another female creeper. The girl had forgiven me as I apologized, but I had completely drenched Troy in milk. He couldn’t forgive me that easily. He told me I needed to properly apologize to him. I made him look bad. It was my mistake for being so clumsy.

He made me sit near him every Minecart ride to school and always made fun of me for being interested in non-Creeper things. He said he was my friend, but I didn’t feel like one. I really did try to be his friend. I tried to keep him happy and be fun around him, but nothing was enough. I always felt bad. Everyone told me he was just trying to be my friend, and I need to be more patient. I did try, or at least I did think I was. But I was just an awkward kid. Still am in a lot of ways.

To be honest, I don’t think I was his friend ever. Especially if you look at my current friends. They’ve never talked to me the way he had. They never poke fun at me and make me feel bad. My current friends showed me a completely different side of friendship than the one he did. I much prefer that side. He said I’d make it up to him if I finished up his homework, but it was never good enough. He’d actually call me in front of his friends to make fun of how bad I was at being a traditional creeper. How could I tell my current friends how much I messed up around him?

I even started walking to school without telling my parents. It was great being out in the open for a while—away from all the creepers—but Troy started following me with his friends and asked me to scare non-Creepers we encountered on the day. I never did, but I could never stop him from doing so. I left him behind as I left behind the school and all the memories associated with that place. I couldn’t tell Charlie all this. Nor the others, especially after I arrived at Steve’s later that day.

I did want to cancel the waterpark trip. Maybe staying at home for a birthday wouldn’t be so bad. After all, I just needed my friends around me to have a blast. But everyone was so excited about the trip. Steve had built us a boat to ride down waterfalls; Felicia was finding ingredients to make a large cake and Charlie was just generally excited about it. I couldn’t cancel it now. Everyone was looking forward to it so much. Maybe Troy was just being nice and friendly towards Charlie. Maybe he won’t really show up. Why would he, right?

I hope he doesn’t.

To Be Continued Next Sunday!

Diary Of A Friendly Creeper – Bashes And Bullies Chapter 1

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Chapter 1: March 2nd

Friendly Creeper

I’m so excited, diary. I can’t even contain it! Guess what’s coming up? My birthday!

Two years ago, my birthday was such a ride. I really thought everyone had forgotten all about it. None of my friends mentioned it. In fact, they pretended March 6th was just an ordinary day, even though I did try to give them hints. Charlie said he was going to be cooped up and sick for days; Felicia was out on an expedition and Steve said he’d be gardening that day. It really felt like they had forgotten. But I didn’t want to embarrass myself trying to remind them. What if they didn’t care? How wrong was I? I should’ve known better. My friends aren’t like that. I woke up with a map in front of me with a curious X marked on it and the words “There will be cake” on top. All of my friends had planned such a sneaky and amazing birthday party for me. It really brought tears to my eyes. I have such wonderful friends.

Last year, all of us went out on an adventure. Felicia had just come back from an expedition. I was really worried about her because you never know what might happen. Not all creepers are friendly towards Minecraft humans, and that’s just one of my worries. Though, I made sure she packed some extra baked potatoes. I would’ve made them myself, but lacking arms and hands does have a few cons which surface from time to time. Especially when it comes to cooking. Sunlight doesn’t burn, but no creature is safe from fire. So I nagged her until she put some in her bag.

It was important after all. She had to go out. Wolfie’s great, but sometimes he buries things without remembering where they are. And he does so discriminatorily. So when Felicia’s Book of Enchantment suddenly went missing, she only sighed and said: “Time to find another one.”

She burst in five days later with the biggest smile and a hearty “I know what we’re going to do on your birthday.”

I was just really happy to see her, but what she brought was really worth smiling about. Steve, who was building yet another story in his castle, ran over when Charlie told him what Felicia had brought home. This is huge, considering Steve loves nothing more than tinkering with his house to reach more awesome heights.

“Where’d you find it?” Steve inquired attempting to decipher the map.

“A stronghold near the eastern beaches,” she commented still enthused by her own achievement. Before she squealed with an excited “Do you see the X mark on it? We need to go! Who knows what treasures this cavern holds?”

She had already sold me on the plan. I would’ve gone with my friends even if there was no promise of treasure. Steve usually said their expeditions might not to be the most entertaining since they spend half their time in dark, scary caves. And like always, this time, was no different.

“We can’t,” he said, “As you say. We don’t know what really is present at that map.”

“Could be a pile of rocks,” Charlie joked not knowing how right he was until he got there. It was still heaps of fun, though.

Our friendship has only gotten stronger as the years went by and I’m so glad I have them around. Last year was literally a blast, but my friends are all out of tricks and fancy finds. They have decided not to let me stay in anguish this year and asked me how I wanted to celebrate my birthday with them. I could sit at home and have fun, but I do want all of us to make more memories. That’s why I picked going to a waterpark. After all, I’ve never gone to one before. Creepers usually don’t like mingling with non-Creepers and avoid such locations. They can only think about exploding themselves in front of others. If only they could have fun like non-Creepers do. Waterparks look like so much fun, I think. Really does seem that way from what Steve and Felicia are talking about.

I’ve been outside of waterparks several times – looking in at what others are doing. It’s filled with screams, but not of fright. Not the kind people make when they see a Creeper; but one that’s more excited. More joyful. I want to scream like that, especially with my friends. Steve says I’ll explode on one of their fast rides while Felicia bets I’ll explode just from excitement a day before. But I really don’t care how much I explode as long as I get to have fun on my birthday with my friends.

To Be Continued Next Sunday!