Crash! Caboom! All was left was rock: a rusty, ragged rock. What was it? Where was it from? The street kid came nervously . He scanned the rock with his eyes. He wondered what it was? He wondered. He thought it was an alien. Maybe not. He wondered. He thought it was an asteroid. Maybe… He wondered. The rock was still: it was still as the sky and as quiet as a mouse. The rock didn’t move a foot. The boy didn’t move either. There was a deafening silence. The rock broke the silence. It opened. It was a giant with red-blooded legs…
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