The Purple Eyes

The mid summer day sun burned bright on the back of my body. I have been working all day on my house, when all of a sudden it started to become darker. Night has finally begun to settle in as I rush to finish my house before the creepers come out. My fear

of them has deepened, since yesterday, when I was looking for stuff to build my house. A sudden hissing sound startled me, and as I turned round I was face to face with a creeper. My eyes widened as I started to slowly move away from it. I turned fast and

started to run, I was too afraid to look behind me. When I was far away I looked back and the creeper was right there, face to face again. All of a sudden the creeper exploded. I was left lying on the ground, pain sweeping over my body like a tidal wave.

It took me all night at a freind's house to recover. I finally finished my house, tired from a long day's worth of work. I was laying on my bed trying to sleep, which quickly took over me. I was soundly asleep, when all of a sudden a weird sound

woke me. I looked out my window trying to find what had made the sound. Unfortunetly I could only see a thick black blanket of darkness. Then, a small light caught my eyes. I left my house and started for the light, slowly, timidly. When I got close I

noticed that the light was a small ifre burning in the darkness. I sat beside the fire and just watched the flames burn. As I sat in the quiet darkness, fear swept into my mind. I now found it hard to find peace and my

breathing became heavier, as thoughts raged in my mind. I started looking around the darkness, for more light to comfort me. As I was looking I noticed a nearby hedge, which caught my attention for some reason. I remained still, staring at the hedge,

until I noticed a pair of light purple eyes, staring at me. The eyes looked deep into my soul, exposing me to everything in this dark covered world. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop staring, my eyes remained fixacted on the purple orbs.

Before long I realised that the eyes belonged to an enderman. Unfortunetly I'd realised this at a time too late. My body weakened as the site began to blur. I began fearing the darkness around me more than ever before, the cold baron darkness. I lay

still on the ground, hoping for something that did not exist in teh dark cold world, until I had gone. No one knows what the endermen really are, or how they really feel. Despite this, I do. I know the world they live in. I've seen the

darkness. Don't fear the endermen... ...pity them. ------------------- THE END