this brings me back so far. Back to when me and my friends would play on a survival together. Back in the golden days of Minecraft. Long live Minecraft.
That was a Sunday morning, all homework was done, slightly raining outside and we were playing Minecraft together with my friends on Xbox one. I miss 2015-2016 so much that its impossible to express myself. Im so sad for the children of a new era that they will not experience these wonderful memories.
I'm currently going to be a freshman in highschool now. I remember back in 2014-2015 I used to play Minecraft on survival mode with my older brother and his friends on our tablets. We would be at our grandmother's house, eating breakfast and playing. I never really knew how much I cared about this game until I started listening to the soundtracks when I was stressed, studying, or just trying to relax. It hurts me that I'll never be about to experience Minecraft for the first time again.
I remember as a 6th grader I played minecraft trial mode on my acer laptop. The seed was just too good. I spawned right next to a village and everytime i opened a new world I would make the librarian’s house my permanent house. Now I play on Tlauncher Java and have built a villager town in survival mode after beating the enderdragon. Although I have everything I want 8n the game the moments on that old trial world are still priceless and shall never come back😢
playing minecraft of the PS3 was a peak era of gaming, i remember 1 dude, his gamertag was something like bchino-_-, but bchino, if your out there, i love you man, the memories were peak.
l remembered l played with my friends, we built a lot of things, we fought against ender dragon and finally we had great time, now l have none of them, l thank to all of them for making food memories with me. Yesterday l found some screenshots from that time, and l remembered everything we did together. Now l play alone and it started to be boring. Nevermind guys l have always said, memories are for looking at and being happy, not for crying. l hope yall will have great time and future.
You have no Idea how long I've been crying because of this song. I think the worst part about is that me and my friend use to play together on my world I make a world he hopes on and one day she said he wanted to make a world, we both agreed, and we hopped on playing for hours on end. A couple months later it was Valentine's day and I wanted to do something special for her so I made the most time consuming Redstone contraption I could ever think of where it shot out fire work rockets in the shape of a heart it took up a whole chuck I asked her if she would be my Valintine and she said yes not knowing she has a crush on me I had a crush on her she didn't know. Later on, like 2 years later she confessed to me I didn't know what to say because I thought I wasn't good enough for her turns out a lot of people though the same way. But I accepted not knowing what would happen we spent half a year being together we never left each other side unless we needed to. Fast forward to about a month later I had to move I left her in the hands of someone I trusted and still due to this day. I have been gone for about 9 months now missed out on her birthday, I miss her every day and think about her everyday knowing that one day we might not see each other again. Every time I tried to call her; her dad would not answer because she doesn't have a phone. Every night I try to do something to take my mind off of me not completely breaking down into tears. But listening to this song made me cry I'm still crying, and I don't know what to do anymore I miss her so much I cannot do anything to stop thinking about her. What if I never see her again what if something happened to her. I never thought something like this would happen, but it did I'm not sure if I will see her, I'm not sure If she is ok, I'm not sure how she is I just can't help but cry because I cannot see her. I hope one day me and her will be able to see each other once again but I'm afraid that we might not see each other ever again.
You are a strong and resilient human being, if you can go to therapy and talk about this do it, because you are holding in a lot.. my friend, and you need to get it out properly, I wish you the best of luck and I send you the warmest hug like a brother would 🫂
la verdad... eso es muy triste, espero que estes mejor, recuerda que en este video hay un pequeño grupito de personas a las que les importas, estoy aqui para ti bro :)
if anything can get though rough times its God and Minecraft. Always puts smile on my face and brings me back to a time where i didn't know what sadness or grieving death was like. Only happy times.
Expected to move into college in a few days, still can’t decide if I want to go or not. I hate this man, I want to go back to 2014 and play Minecraft all day with my sister and cousins and my only worry being when a new episode of Skyfactory would come out. I wish I could just wake up and be eight years old again with no recollection of the past 10 years.
I remember all the good times on Minecraft. I would come inside after a long day outside and play the mini games for a few hours. All the survival worlds I started with my friends. People, we never knew these wonderful moments would end so soon. I wish we could go back in time and relive those moments again. Minecraft isn’t the same like it used to be :(
I defeated the ender dragon like a year ago with my friends, since in years past i had no one else to beat it with and i was the kid who was too scared to go mining. I just felt... Happy. But also empty. What more is there to do? Sure, i can create things, but that doesn’t amount to that feeling. Huh. Well, i guess I'll just keep playing this silly little block game anyway.
I've never beaten the Ender Dragon. I've never beaten the Wither. I'm still too scared to venture into the Deep Dark. I'm even hesitant to run around in the open at night. But I think that's okay. I don't know if I ever want to beat the Ender Dragon. To beat the game. Because at least this way, I can fool myself into thinking that if nothing else in this world lasts, then maybe... Maybe Minecraft will. Maybe my shitty little minecraft world, with my hut by the river, and my overly full cow pen and my little stalactite lava farm, maybe those will last. Maybe it'll always be there for me to come back to, yknow? Intellectually, I know that there's an end to everything. Whether it's the universe caving into the entropy of it all, or something far simpler, something so meaningless as the dissatisfying ending of a TV show. All things end, but at least I get to remember them. And as much as I might hate those memories, hate the deep feeling of loss that they evoke, I cannot help but be grateful that I have them. Minecraft is one of those memories. Late nights playing alone, shuffling through biomes, seeds, modpacks. Those few blissful sessions of playing with my friends, laughing as we fight over who got to mine the first diamond. Most importantly though, Minecraft is an old trial of a game on my battered XBOX 360. It's a game that my sister and I would play over and over, ritualistic in the order of things we went through. First, we finished the broken house. Sometimes, we used wood. Others, we used dirt. But I wouldn't trade any of those hodgepodge houses for the world. Next, we start gathering materials. Stone, wood, sand, dirt. The material didn't matter, not really. Because all that mattered, is the short three minute timer that pops up at the top of the screen. The trial is coming to an end now. Sometimes, we stop at the large Minecraft sign. Occasionally we swear that one day, when we have the full game, we'll make a sign of our own. But always, we gather what materials we have on hand, and we would build upwards. All the way to the build limit, a measly 63 blocks. And as the timer reached the last ten seconds, we'd start counting down. Five seconds, and we urge Steve forwards, stepping off the precarious ledge we had built for him. And every last time, the moment that timer strikes zero, the little pixelated man hits the ground with a cartoonish oomph, bathing the screen in red as Mojang urged us to buy the full game. We never did get the full game. Hell, I didn't get it until I moved out, away from my home, away from my sister. We never got around to building our own Minecraft sign, and I can't bring myself to do so now. But I do build something from memory. A little hodgepodge house, made of oak wood planks, and whatever materials I have on hand. Sometimes I use wood. Others, I used dirt. It's never the details that matter, but instead the spirit of the thing is what counts. And when I sit in my little makeshift house by the river, I pretend like that childhood never ended. That after just twelve minutes, that timer will flash, and it will be time to build up to the build limit of 64. Sometimes, I pretend that nothing ever ends. Least of all, this simple sandbox game that holds so many memories for me.
"I can't wait to grow up" has to be the most stupid thing we ever said
Real honestly
Yes....
Yes 😢
That’s so true. I’m the age I wanted to be when I was 6 and now I miss that time. I’ve come to terms with it but man I miss being a kid
So true😔
this brings me back so far. Back to when me and my friends would play on a survival together. Back in the golden days of Minecraft. Long live Minecraft.
That was a Sunday morning, all homework was done, slightly raining outside and we were playing Minecraft together with my friends on Xbox one. I miss 2015-2016 so much that its impossible to express myself. Im so sad for the children of a new era that they will not experience these wonderful memories.
Agreed. One of the best experiences any child could have.
why not?
@@speedyduckling Seems impossible with max 6 second brainkiller tiktok vids
man i was only 5-6 when this shit happened and yet i still remember it clear as day... those were some good times.
I'm currently going to be a freshman in highschool now. I remember back in 2014-2015 I used to play Minecraft on survival mode with my older brother and his friends on our tablets. We would be at our grandmother's house, eating breakfast and playing.
I never really knew how much I cared about this game until I started listening to the soundtracks when I was stressed, studying, or just trying to relax. It hurts me that I'll never be about to experience Minecraft for the first time again.
All these memories and moments get lost in time like tears in the rain, but they will always be somewhere - in your heart, forever.
I remember as a 6th grader I played minecraft trial mode on my acer laptop. The seed was just too good. I spawned right next to a village and everytime i opened a new world I would make the librarian’s house my permanent house.
Now I play on Tlauncher Java and have built a villager town in survival mode after beating the enderdragon. Although I have everything I want 8n the game the moments on that old trial world are still priceless and shall never come back😢
"Make good memory now so we can have June roses in the winters of our lives."
when times pass away, memories remain of them and a solid emptiness from us
never truly played or liked minecraft. yet this makes me feel nostalgia from the game that has never existed. gonna buy a copy now. thanks byterush :)
playing minecraft of the PS3 was a peak era of gaming, i remember 1 dude, his gamertag was something like bchino-_-, but bchino, if your out there, i love you man, the memories were peak.
I think it's cool that they're portraying the nostalgic moment as if it could never come back, because it can.
"my friend died in a car crash"
"Dont Cry Because its Over, Smile Because it Happend!"
l remembered l played with my friends, we built a lot of things, we fought against ender dragon and finally we had great time, now l have none of them, l thank to all of them for making food memories with me. Yesterday l found some screenshots from that time, and l remembered everything we did together. Now l play alone and it started to be boring. Nevermind guys l have always said, memories are for looking at and being happy, not for crying. l hope yall will have great time and future.
What a world we live in huh?
You have no Idea how long I've been crying because of this song. I think the worst part about is that me and my friend use to play together on my world I make a world he hopes on and one day she said he wanted to make a world, we both agreed, and we hopped on playing for hours on end. A couple months later it was Valentine's day and I wanted to do something special for her so I made the most time consuming Redstone contraption I could ever think of where it shot out fire work rockets in the shape of a heart it took up a whole chuck I asked her if she would be my Valintine and she said yes not knowing she has a crush on me I had a crush on her she didn't know. Later on, like 2 years later she confessed to me I didn't know what to say because I thought I wasn't good enough for her turns out a lot of people though the same way. But I accepted not knowing what would happen we spent half a year being together we never left each other side unless we needed to. Fast forward to about a month later I had to move I left her in the hands of someone I trusted and still due to this day. I have been gone for about 9 months now missed out on her birthday, I miss her every day and think about her everyday knowing that one day we might not see each other again. Every time I tried to call her; her dad would not answer because she doesn't have a phone. Every night I try to do something to take my mind off of me not completely breaking down into tears. But listening to this song made me cry I'm still crying, and I don't know what to do anymore I miss her so much I cannot do anything to stop thinking about her. What if I never see her again what if something happened to her. I never thought something like this would happen, but it did I'm not sure if I will see her, I'm not sure If she is ok, I'm not sure how she is I just can't help but cry because I cannot see her. I hope one day me and her will be able to see each other once again but I'm afraid that we might not see each other ever again.
OMG, I’m feel sorry for you. I was read them all and understand.
You are a strong and resilient human being, if you can go to therapy and talk about this do it, because you are holding in a lot.. my friend, and you need to get it out properly, I wish you the best of luck and I send you the warmest hug like a brother would 🫂
la verdad... eso es muy triste, espero que estes mejor, recuerda que en este video hay un pequeño grupito de personas a las que les importas, estoy aqui para ti bro :)
if anything can get though rough times its God and Minecraft. Always puts smile on my face and brings me back to a time where i didn't know what sadness or grieving death was like. Only happy times.
Don’t cry because he died, smile because that he lived.
Expected to move into college in a few days, still can’t decide if I want to go or not.
I hate this man, I want to go back to 2014 and play Minecraft all day with my sister and cousins and my only worry being when a new episode of Skyfactory would come out.
I wish I could just wake up and be eight years old again with no recollection of the past 10 years.
❤️🔥
I remember all the good times on Minecraft. I would come inside after a long day outside and play the mini games for a few hours. All the survival worlds I started with my friends. People, we never knew these wonderful moments would end so soon. I wish we could go back in time and relive those moments again. Minecraft isn’t the same like it used to be :(
Tannenbaum
Just finished Minecraft after graduation. I started playing in the second grade in 2011, its 2024 now
I defeated the ender dragon like a year ago with my friends, since in years past i had no one else to beat it with and i was the kid who was too scared to go mining.
I just felt...
Happy. But also empty.
What more is there to do? Sure, i can create things, but that doesn’t amount to that feeling.
Huh.
Well, i guess I'll just keep playing this silly little block game anyway.
I've never beaten the Ender Dragon. I've never beaten the Wither. I'm still too scared to venture into the Deep Dark. I'm even hesitant to run around in the open at night. But I think that's okay. I don't know if I ever want to beat the Ender Dragon. To beat the game. Because at least this way, I can fool myself into thinking that if nothing else in this world lasts, then maybe... Maybe Minecraft will. Maybe my shitty little minecraft world, with my hut by the river, and my overly full cow pen and my little stalactite lava farm, maybe those will last. Maybe it'll always be there for me to come back to, yknow?
Intellectually, I know that there's an end to everything. Whether it's the universe caving into the entropy of it all, or something far simpler, something so meaningless as the dissatisfying ending of a TV show. All things end, but at least I get to remember them. And as much as I might hate those memories, hate the deep feeling of loss that they evoke, I cannot help but be grateful that I have them.
Minecraft is one of those memories. Late nights playing alone, shuffling through biomes, seeds, modpacks. Those few blissful sessions of playing with my friends, laughing as we fight over who got to mine the first diamond.
Most importantly though, Minecraft is an old trial of a game on my battered XBOX 360. It's a game that my sister and I would play over and over, ritualistic in the order of things we went through. First, we finished the broken house. Sometimes, we used wood. Others, we used dirt. But I wouldn't trade any of those hodgepodge houses for the world. Next, we start gathering materials. Stone, wood, sand, dirt. The material didn't matter, not really. Because all that mattered, is the short three minute timer that pops up at the top of the screen. The trial is coming to an end now.
Sometimes, we stop at the large Minecraft sign. Occasionally we swear that one day, when we have the full game, we'll make a sign of our own.
But always, we gather what materials we have on hand, and we would build upwards. All the way to the build limit, a measly 63 blocks. And as the timer reached the last ten seconds, we'd start counting down. Five seconds, and we urge Steve forwards, stepping off the precarious ledge we had built for him. And every last time, the moment that timer strikes zero, the little pixelated man hits the ground with a cartoonish oomph, bathing the screen in red as Mojang urged us to buy the full game.
We never did get the full game. Hell, I didn't get it until I moved out, away from my home, away from my sister. We never got around to building our own Minecraft sign, and I can't bring myself to do so now.
But I do build something from memory. A little hodgepodge house, made of oak wood planks, and whatever materials I have on hand. Sometimes I use wood. Others, I used dirt. It's never the details that matter, but instead the spirit of the thing is what counts. And when I sit in my little makeshift house by the river, I pretend like that childhood never ended. That after just twelve minutes, that timer will flash, and it will be time to build up to the build limit of 64.
Sometimes, I pretend that nothing ever ends. Least of all, this simple sandbox game that holds so many memories for me.
Thank you for this
What happened to you, Minecraft?
This reminds me of the 15 Roblox accounts before my main now sitting abandoned waiting to be used
The title kinda doesn't make sense to me; it's like saying to smile at a funeral.
1.5.2 😪
How?? Akacia in the middle of snow
In the end, I only feel joy, I can say that I had a wonderful childhood. I am eternally grateful to God for everything...❤️🩹🥹
I'm smiling and crying wdym 😭😊😢
My emotions:😄😭😄😭😄😭 because Minecraft story mode is over
Why is there a smiley face?
Because im happy and sad in the same time
@@Commamd_crafterShadow Okay
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Fa😂
Me after this wideo:☹️😥🥲🥹🙁🫤😢😟😞😫😣😞😕😭😐😶❤️🩹