Creative Writing: The Fossilized Story Of Mr. Allosaurus

Part I of Essay
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 we ....

Part II of Essay
.... ground all those years the groundwater dissolved all my bones. They were then replaced, a molecule at a time, by the minerals in the water. This long process involved all these tingly sensations. I felt odd for the longest time, but now I'm a new me! About 900 years ago I received company from someone up above. His name is Mr. Wolly Mammoth. Wolly died because of a volcanic eruption, and was trapped in the burning lava. He's my best buddy and I was so glad he decided to come join me. We always talk about what we think goes on above us. ....