Thalassaphobia

(Reminder that none of this is real! I am simply writing this from a story first person perspective and acting like it is.)
Where to begin, where to begin.
Not very long ago, I got Minecraft. It was a game I'd been looking to get for a long time, but never had the time. Once I got it, I loved it. I went to craft wood, got stone, got iron and diamonds, like any normal gameplay, and played until I beat the ender dragon. It was everything I wanted in the game. A little after, maybe 2 weeks ago before writing this, I decided to play again.
== Chapter 1 ==
I spawned onto an island in the middle of the ocean. Everything looked pretty normal, I had a birch forest on 2 islands and tree-less islands in the distance. It wasn't a perfect spawn, but it'd do. I chopped down some wood and made a crafting table, then then made a boat. I sailed off to the mainland for a nice place to make a house and get more wood. I sailed for about 15 minutes then got bored. I thought it'd be night by then, but no. It was broad daylight, with barely any clouds. My boat was slightly rocking, which I didn't know could happen, but I ignored it. 
(ignore this page for now i am going to resume it and finish it in a short while sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Category:Creepypasta