I wrote this story in this website, which I found pretty useful and entertaining.
The next morning, when they woke up, the sky was all red, and then they knew that the end of the world was too close and they would never be able to find their mothers or anyone else for that matter. So they decided to do what they should had done from the beginning; they sat side by side and shared what probably were their last words. They talk about how great being a dinosaur was and what a shame it was that they'd never get the chance to live a full life, they did not complain, they knew that there was more than just this one life, they just thought it was a shame they didn't get to be dinosaurs any longer. They liked the length of their necks, they liked all the respect they got (even though they were just kids), they liked the color of their skin as well as those things growing from their heads all the way to the bottom of their tails.
But they were also very excited about the new life they were going to have, they'd always heard that the next important species in the Earth will be humans and that was what they were going to become after their death or at least that was what the legend said. They both firmly believe in the legend they had head innumerable times, but couldn't help but wonder if they'll be as powerful as they were now, they were sure it wouldn't be as great as being a dinosaur since humans were too small and not even half as pretty or intelligent. "Maybe they'll evolve" one said, the other simply nodded just to be polite as he hid the tears that were about to leave his eyes.
They continue talking as one big red cloud [redder than the sky] approached them. They had to stop when they realized the great landscape that was coming to be before their eyes, one of them wondered if it was all worth it just for the sight, he thought it was and admired what would probably be the last day of his dinosaur life.
They could see how the red cloud killed everything as it outshone the little sunlight that still reached the earth. The little dinosaurs stepped back a little but then they stood still, because they were not afraid, perhaps a bit sad but definitely not afraid. And they both faced their death with straight necks.
The next morning, when they woke up, the sky was all red, and then they knew that the end of the world was too close and they would never be able to find their mothers or anyone else for that matter. So they decided to do what they should had done from the beginning; they sat side by side and shared what probably were their last words. They talk about how great being a dinosaur was and what a shame it was that they'd never get the chance to live a full life, they did not complain, they knew that there was more than just this one life, they just thought it was a shame they didn't get to be dinosaurs any longer. They liked the length of their necks, they liked all the respect they got (even though they were just kids), they liked the color of their skin as well as those things growing from their heads all the way to the bottom of their tails.
But they were also very excited about the new life they were going to have, they'd always heard that the next important species in the Earth will be humans and that was what they were going to become after their death or at least that was what the legend said. They both firmly believe in the legend they had head innumerable times, but couldn't help but wonder if they'll be as powerful as they were now, they were sure it wouldn't be as great as being a dinosaur since humans were too small and not even half as pretty or intelligent. "Maybe they'll evolve" one said, the other simply nodded just to be polite as he hid the tears that were about to leave his eyes.
They continue talking as one big red cloud [redder than the sky] approached them. They had to stop when they realized the great landscape that was coming to be before their eyes, one of them wondered if it was all worth it just for the sight, he thought it was and admired what would probably be the last day of his dinosaur life.
They could see how the red cloud killed everything as it outshone the little sunlight that still reached the earth. The little dinosaurs stepped back a little but then they stood still, because they were not afraid, perhaps a bit sad but definitely not afraid. And they both faced their death with straight necks.
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