“Jess you sure you're ready for this, it is your first mission?” You question me now dog, don’t bother it only a slice of time before I go”. As jesse got her suit on for the first time she started to feel nervous about what would happen.
11:30pm 9/20/2110
Jesse had been excited for this her entire life. It had been her dream since she could talk. Now she was strapping in, she could start to feel the pressure setting in. A sign on the wall plastered It read, “If you are reading this sign, it means that Earth is doomed.” She bravely continued reading. “It is imperative that you take care of your Oxygen tank. Your life depends on it.”
12:30am 9/21.2110
Knowing that this exploration was the last hope for Earth, because our planet’s resources had been completely depleted, she didn’t need the stress of the book telling her to be careful. “Oh great,” she sarcastically said, as the book fell, bounced and landed on the the nearby spaceship, as it laid there helplessly. She knew that her only hope was to leap to the other spaceship. She closed her eyes, counted to three and jumped. She expected to feel and hear the hard thud of her boots landing on the ship’s diamondonic plating. Instead, she felt herself floating. She instantly realised she was in space… hopelessly drifting…wondering about what she would see. “At least my Oxygen tank is okay,” she thought to herself. Suddenly, she felt an uncontrollable urge to make a shadow puppet of an iTweet. It was one of her favorite birds growing up. She liked the way they’d dig their heads into a pile of leaves, leaving their butts out. Their back-sides have a marking that looks like a big eye, so when they’re buried, it looks like a big eye is winking at you. She chuckled to herself, realizing for the first time that it was probably how the iTweet got its name. She continued to drift, pretending she was flying, waving her arms and and legs like an iTweet She heard a hiss and turned around just as a Meow-Meow pounced on her. The double-headed, flying cats loved to prey on iTweets and must have mistaken her for one. The Meow-Meow quickly realized its mistake, and fled to join the other Meow-Meows in the distance. They danced around the sky, bobbing their heads and flapping their wings in a synchronised fashion. It reminded Jesse of a dance that was popular in the 2090s, when she was a little girl. She decided she wanted to join them in their Choomo dance, and drifted toward them. As she neared them, the hissing got louder and louder. She joyously danced in unison with the Meows-Meows, dancing the Choomo for the first time since she was about ten. The hissing became deafening. And then their was silence.
12:33
A body floated in space the last hope for a planet, now lost in space with no hope of returning. As the earth saw it last days she forced for the last bits of breath. So far lost in the dream she had no idea as herbody lost all control.
“Jess you sure you're ready for this, it is your first mission?” You question me now dog, don’t bother it only a slice of time before I go”. As jesse got her suit on for the first time she started to feel nervous about what would happen.
11:30pm 9/20/2110
Jesse had been excited for this her entire life. It had been her dream since she could talk. Now she was strapping in, she could start to feel the pressure setting in. A sign on the wall plastered It read, “If you are reading this sign, it means that Earth is doomed.” She bravely continued reading. “It is imperative that you take care of your Oxygen tank. Your life depends on it.”
12:30am 9/21.2110
Knowing that this exploration was the last hope for Earth, because our planet’s resources had been completely depleted, she didn’t need the stress of the book telling her to be careful. “Oh great,” she sarcastically said, as the book fell, bounced and landed on the the nearby spaceship, as it laid there helplessly. She knew that her only hope was to leap to the other spaceship. She closed her eyes, counted to three and jumped. She expected to feel and hear the hard thud of her boots landing on the ship’s diamondonic plating. Instead, she felt herself floating. She instantly realised she was in space… hopelessly drifting…wondering about what she would see. “At least my Oxygen tank is okay,” she thought to herself. Suddenly, she felt an uncontrollable urge to make a shadow puppet of an iTweet. It was one of her favorite birds growing up. She liked the way they’d dig their heads into a pile of leaves, leaving their butts out. Their back-sides have a marking that looks like a big eye, so when they’re buried, it looks like a big eye is winking at you. She chuckled to herself, realizing for the first time that it was probably how the iTweet got its name. She continued to drift, pretending she was flying, waving her arms and and legs like an iTweet She heard a hiss and turned around just as a Meow-Meow pounced on her. The double-headed, flying cats loved to prey on iTweets and must have mistaken her for one. The Meow-Meow quickly realized its mistake, and fled to join the other Meow-Meows in the distance. They danced around the sky, bobbing their heads and flapping their wings in a synchronised fashion. It reminded Jesse of a dance that was popular in the 2090s, when she was a little girl. She decided she wanted to join them in their Choomo dance, and drifted toward them. As she neared them, the hissing got louder and louder. She joyously danced in unison with the Meows-Meows, dancing the Choomo for the first time since she was about ten. The hissing became deafening. And then their was silence.
12:33
A body floated in space the last hope for a planet, now lost in space with no hope of returning. As the earth saw it last days she forced for the last bits of breath. So far lost in the dream she had no idea as herbody lost all control.
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