Zombie - Diary of a Minecraft Zombie Book 15

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Saturday What is that? I dont know. It looks like a troll. Maybe its a baby villager. Baby villagers dont have beards ... do they? Who knows. Villagers are weird.

We all tried to figure out who the small, creepy looking bearded guy in front of the witchs house was.
Whats he doing? It looks like hes gardening.
I dont know. Ive never seen anybody garden like that. Well, whatever they are, I think theyre spreading, Skelly said. Skelly was right. or girls... have been showing up all over the place. have been showing up all over the place.

Its like they just popped out of the ground overnight. All I can say is that they creep me out. Especially when they stare at me with their beady little eyes. Its like, no matter where I move, they just keep looking at me. Eyeballs So wrong. Sunday Today I was thinking about all the crazy stuff thats happened to me the past few months.

It kinda made me wonder if there is something wrong with me. Like, is it just me? Or is this much drama just part of being a Zombie pre-teen kid? I mean, I dont get it. That kid Gabe, down the street, doesnt have a lot of stuff going on in his life. I mean, yeah, hes a noob.
But his life is pretty normal. Or that other kid, Francis, who lives next door.

Hes a Zombie. And hes my age. But you dont see him having crazy drama in his life. I just wish that I could live a normal, drama-free life like those guys. Now that I think of it, thats exactly what Im going to do. From now on, my number one rule is going to be...
NO DRAMA.

That means no matter what happens, if it looks like drama, or even smells like drama, I dont want it. Even if all of Minecraft is going to be destroyed, Im not getting involved. Im just going to scare villagers, eat boogers, raise crops, and live a normal Minecraft Zombie life. Urrrrrggghhhh! Look at me, Im a normal, boring Zombie...
Urrrrrggghhhh! Monday Hi, Im Cassie, I just transferred in from another school, the girl next to Alex said. Oh... hi? Skelly said, stuttering. hi? Skelly said, stuttering.

Hi, Im Slimey, Slimey said right before he burst into a bunch of little pieces. Hssssss, was all Creepy said. Yeah, I dont think these guys are used to talking to girls. Especially not human ones. WHATS THAT?!!! Creepy yelled. Oh, thats Oslow, Cassie said.

Hes my cat. Say hello, Oslow. MEOOWWWWWWW. Hssssss. PLOP! EEEWWWWWWWWW. Sorry, Creepy said.

Cats just make me nervous, thasss all.
Hey, Cassie. Im Zack. But you can call me Zombie. Hi, Zombie, Cassie said as she picked up Oslow. Me and Cassie are going back to our village now, Alex said.

Just see if you can help Slimey. And while youre at it, tell Skelly to wipe the drool off his chin. As they were walking away, I could hear Alex say, Man, even mob boys are weird. It was really good seeing Alex, though.
Whats really cool is that Alex and Cassie are going to be in our school this semester. Its part of a Villager and Mob Scare school, foreign exchange program.

Now, the program has been going on for a few months. But there havent been any kids brave enough to be part of it. That was because the first kid that tried it was a Creeper named Harold. He thought it would be fun to go to school with Villagers. But somebody forgot to tell the Villager school that Harold was a Creeper. First day there, somebody thought it was a good idea to give Harold a high-five.

Totally ruined it for the rest of us. ... and for Harold. But its going to be fun having Alex around. Yeah, shes no drama at all. Hmm.

But, I wonder what Cassies all about...
Tuesday Well, so far, my life has been as normal and boring as ever. Its kind of weird, actually. Usually, Id hear about a giant meteor about to destroy our planet or a huge volcano about to explode in my backyard. Or Id hear about some aliens that had infiltrated our village and replaced all my friends with life-sized synthetic robots.
Or there would be some Mojang update that would totally make Minecraft PVP the lamest ever. But, you know, Im not complaining.

Im just happy that my life is drama-free. KRESH! Ow! What was that? Oh, man. I totally wasnt looking where I was going. I hope the witch is not upset that I broke her creepy little troll statue.
Suddenly, the witch came out and gave me a weird look. Next thing I know, she started waving her arms around like a crazy lady.

Oh man, what now? Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Now what is she doing in front of that cauldron? Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake. Huh? Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog. Nasty. Adders fork and foot of duck, Bring this Zombie all bad luck.
Wait... what did she just say? Next thing I know, I felt tingly all over.

Then the little hairy trolls head rolled across the grass and got back on his body. Oh, it was just a spell to fix the creepy man doll.
Well, I guess Im okay. Whew!... That was close. Wednesday Just when I thought my life was getting back to normal... Isnt he adorable? He sure looks deep in thought, my dad said.

Mama, its a bunny, my little brother said. Hes not a bunny, honey, hes a gnome, my mom said. A lot of our neighbors are getting them these days. People say they bring good luck. Of course, my mom was talking about the creepy little troll thing that she brought into our house.
My mom said she was at the market today and when she saw it, she just couldnt resist bringing it home.

Yeah, right. Something tells me its probably all part of the curse the witch decided to drop on me yesterday. I think I will call him, Laslow, my mom said. And hes going to bring us good luck. Yeah, I think Im going to need it. So wrong. So wrong.

Thursday Boink! Ow! I woke up this morning when my iron sword fell off the wall and hit me on the head.