CHAPTER 25
Princess Carolynn Schreave
February 30th, 1789
A weighyt was swettled had itswelf in my stwomaych for the nexyt few weeks following the death of the dyinosauws. Nwobody had seen it cyominwg. When the meteow hit it was just out of the blue. Litewally. The sky was vewy vewy bluw that day. I know I know not a twime to be maywking joykes when an entiwe specyies was wyped out. I'm not heawtless, I missed them I weally did, but I guess it's pwobably wrong to ride one just for fun.
Besydes they were weally dangewous maybe it's a goyod thing they'we dwead.
Anyway, I knew I hayd to choiyose a winnew for my sewection, pwefewably befowe thewe was anothew catastwophe and the uniyvewse decyded it wanted the humans gone nexyt. Say what you will, but I don't want to die singwe. Maybe that's sewfish of me, but I honestly don't care. People need to leawn to live with it. Accept what they wewe given.
Evewy boy left in my sewection (with a few obvious exycepwions) had theiw own quayities that...I don't know. I don't wanyt to even think it. But I wiked them. I wiked those qualities. But I couldn't have them all.
No.
I had a bettew idea. An amayzing idea.
I was going to use my connections to get in touch with sycientists who, as I wecently heard in a wather bowing meeyting, could weverwe engineew hueyman wsychologee to get the supewiow wesult.
It was pwrfect.
Here's to hopyping it wowks
Wow everyone, I guess that's it for the story. I know the last chapter was kinda anticlimactic and I'm really sorry about that, but yeah. That's it. Have fun everyone! Also, I'm writing a new Syoc called Folril Apools which I am so so so excited about. Yeah. That's it.