my rock story.

When I was born it was super hot. I was hardened from lava. Then once I was all hardened I was an igneous rock. At first I was teased because I was the only igneous rock at the time. But then a bunch more igneous rocks showed up & I never got teased again. I made lots of friends! Then one day a big flood came and most of my friends floated away the ones that didn’t float away where crushed into sand. The only reason I didn’t become sand was because I was harder and bigger than most of my friends. Eventually I washed up on shore and made new friends with other rocks around me.

One day in the summer a bunch of kids where playing on the beach and one picked me up and said. “Hey look at this one!” and they chucked me back into the water. After they went and grabbed me out of the water and chucked me again. They repeated this a few times then they brought me home. When they get home they put me a pot of boiling water then into a fish tank. In the fish tank I started growing algae and the fish started nibbling on me and swimming over me. After a few months all the fish died and I got thrown out onto the road.

As the cars zoomed by the back draft moved me along to a hill and I rolled down it. When I got to the bottom I hit a sidewalk. I lay there for at least a month when finely a little girl picked me up. When she got home she named me rock lobster. She tossed me around and panted me. Sometimes with washable paint sometimes with washable markers.

One day she lost me at school and never found me I eventually ended up back in the water where I died as I was slowly rubbed to sand.