Don't read this. This is the diary of Michael Underscore-Live.

Dear Diary,

Short Dad is very stressed out. Tall Dad says that Short Dad saw Uncle Tommy. That doesn't make sense, because they said Uncle Tommy was dead yesterday. Tall Dad says that Uncle Tommy was supposed to stay dead.

I don't think he did. Short Dad won't come out of his bedroom and I can hear crying. Tall Dad told me to stay with Uncle Foolish and he went to the bedroom.

Why would he cry if Uncle Tommy was alive?

I would be glad. I am glad. I want to see Uncle Tommy.

Michael

Dear Diary,

I don't like this. Something feels weird and nobody talks to me except Tall Dad and Short Dad. Tall Dad introduced me to Technoblade. He's creepy. Wherever I look, someone's watching me, I can feel it, and most of the time it's him.

He spoke to me in Piglin.

I slapped him in the leg and ran away. Tall Dad let me hide behind his legs.

Technoblade looked mad but he just grunted 'hit harder next time, Runt' in Piglin.

I have decided that I both like and dislike Technoblade.

I haven't seen Uncle Tommy since I snuck out three days ago. You wouldn't know that, because I keep forgetting to write in this. It's been a week since my first entry.

Michael

Dear Diary,

There's a man in a trench coat. His eyes are red and his hands are cold, and he sings a haunting song. He tells me, 'Michael, my nephew, we will do great things now that I am alive!' He tells me to help him. He says he wants to break Dream out of prison.

Everyone around me says that Dream has to stay in prison. That's majority, but no one answers me when I say 'Did I ever have an uncle with red eyes and a coat, and did you know he's back alive again?' They all just look away.

Tall Dad will take me aside and tell me to stop joking about serious things. He doesn't believe me when I say it's not a joke. I don't say stuff like that anymore because Short Dad will cry.

It's been three days since my last entry.

Michael

Dear Diary,

The weird red vines are everywhere. Creeper Sam is infected fully now. he's joined Punz, Bad, Ant, and all the other infected. I liked Creeper Sam. Sad. 

I don't know what to do. Tall Dad, Short Dad, and a number of others are all hiding in the same place. Even Dream, Wilbur (trench coat man), and Uncle Tommy. Everyone's agreed on a truce until the Egg is defeated.

I just don't want to be here. But at least Dad and Dad can't stop me from talking to Uncle Tommy. I'm not supposed to call him my uncle, but I don't care. I get to decide if he is part of my family, not Dad or Dad. They can alienate Uncle Tommy, but I won't.

It's been one month since my last entry.

Michael

Dear Diary,

I want Short Dad back. 

It's been two weeks since my last entry.

Michael

Dear Diary,

Tall Dad wasn't letting me see Uncle Tommy. I punched him in the ribs and went anyways.

It's been one day since my last entry.

Michael

Dear Diary,

I hate it here.

Three weeks.

Michael

Dear Diary,

Tall Dad is gone too now. At least I have Uncle Tommy and Uncle Fundy.

Four days.

Michael

Dear Diary,

We're going far away. I'm scared.

Two months.

Michael

Dear Diary,

Who was Sally?

One day.

Michael

Dear Diary,

We have a new home now.

Four days.

Michael

Dear Diary,

I live with Uncle Tommy and Uncle Fundy. We are in the same house. Our next door neighbor is Eret. I like Eret.

Two days.

Michael

Dear Diary,

I want Dad and Dad.

One day.

Michael

Dear Diary,

Uncle Tommy killed Dream. Good.

Dream was bad.

One day.

Michael

Dear Diary,

I met a slime hybrid named Chloe. Uncle Tommy adopted her. He laughed for the first time in months. He said, "As much as I hated him, I'm like my father."

Chloe is energetic but shy. She decided that my name was Go-go instead of Michael. 

I do not mind.

One day.

Michael

Dear Diary,

Eret found two siblings, Damian and Timothy. Tim, the older one, is a bird hybrid, and Damian is some mix between bird hybrid and End hybrid. They are not blood siblings.

Damian has a nickname for Tim, he calls him Drake. I don't know why. Tim is not a dragon like Damian. Or maybe Damian is making fun of him. Tim doesn't mind, so it's fine.

Damian is actually part Ender Dragon, but I don't think I should tell anyone that.

Four days.

Michael

Dear Diary,

It's been a while, huh? I forgot you existed. I had to move due to a large mob attack which burnt down our houses, and Uncle Fundy got hurt rescuing Drake and Eret. Dad was with me and Dami and Chloe, so we were fine. 

Then we had to get supplies, go find a place to live, and actually survive. It took a long time until we were stable, and I had left you in our 'valuables' bag, so I never wrote.

I've moved on, too. I don't think about the past very much. It was okay, but my life is pretty great the way it is.

Chloe is having a birthday soon. I am too, and so are Damian and Drake. We don't remember our birthdays, so we chose the same one. The day we all first interacted, one day after Eret found Dami and Drake.

I'm older now, everyone is. We don't live with Uncle Fundy anymore, he moved to his own house and he has a big garden. Dad, Chloe and I have a farm.

Eret, Drake, and Damian have a large collection of animals which they care of.

It's peaceful. Except for the training Dad does with Uncle Fundy and Eret. They asked us to never learn any more fighting than mob defense.

We agreed.

It seems the three of them can't do that, though. It's fine, we don't care. We know they can care for us, and they love us, so we can avoid fighting for them.

They've fought enough.

Anyways, I've got to go.

It's been five years since my last entry.

Michael

A/N i dont know why this one was so sad to me

I love you all!

Please don't self harm or kill yourself

Bye Chat!

~Author