Revisiting My Childhood Minecraft World

The day I opened my childhood Minecraft world, I wasn't ready for what I'd find.

Years had passed since I last logged in. Back then, I was just a kid

building dirt houses, planting oak saplings in random spots, and sprinting inside the second the sun

started setting because I was terrified of creepers. I never built anything impressive.

No redstone contraptions, no massive castles, just a lopsided dirt hut with a wooden door and

a bed I'd sleep in every night to skip the darkness. Then I grew up, stopped playing,

and that world sat frozen in time. When I finally loaded it again, everything was exactly

how I left it. The house was half destroyed, grief had torn through the roof,