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Bruce's Big Choice by Harvey G.

Once upon a time, a long time ago, millions of years ago, mmm… maybe billions… anyway, it was a very long time ago that a meteor BIGGER than an elephant's BUTT crashed into earth so hard that all the dust that the lazy dinosaurs didn't clean up filled the sky. Everyone thought that all the dinosaurs were extinct. Well, that's almost true BUT what people don't know is that two dinosaurs actually survived!

One of them was a fierce, fast and young velociraptor called Bruce. He loved nothing more than dinosaur liver for his evening dinner. YUMMY! The other dinosaur was a young but tall brachiosaurus called Phoebon. She loved eating damp and drippy shoots of trees. YUCK!

The morning after the meteor, dinosaur school was very empty. There were no other dinosaurs, no teachers and not even any dinner ladies. Bruce sprinted into the playground and saw Phoebon. He licked his lips and thought: what scrumdiliumpcious liver she must have and there's no one to stop me!

"STOP," yelled Phoebon. "DON'T EAT ME! "If you eat me, there will be no more dinosaurs left in the world."

"So? I need to eat!" roared Bruce, baring his teeth.

"But there are so many delicious plants all around us."

"YUCK! Plants are absolutely GROSS!"

Phoebon sighed. "Come on, Bruce, we could even start a whole new dino race together one day. You wouldn't have to be alone. Surely it's an easy decision. Why don't you at least think about it?"

All day Phoebon followed Bruce through the playground chattering in his ear with reasons not to eat her and painting a picture of their future together. Bruce listened quietly. And that evening at sunset, he sat on a rocky cliff with a smile on his face. Phoebon had been right. It had been an easy decision. What an amazing final dinner he said to himself, licking the blood off his lips.

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