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Essay Archive - Creative Writing: The Fossilized Story of Mr. Allosaurus
Creative Writing: The Fossilized Story of Mr. Allosaurus
 	As the mud starts to surround me I am no longer able to breathe.  I
catch my last gasp of air and feel a few last raindrops fall on my head.  I say
goodbye to my Earth and my land.  My mouth and lungs fill with mud that travels
throughout my system.  I am blinded by the wet black soil that has been
downpoured on so hard that it has become deadly.  I am frightened.   Slowly inch
by inch I sink farther and deeper in the mud.  My life will come to an end soon,
and I, the last remaining creature of my kind, will become extinct.  I struggle
and fight ....
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