My mom and i were looking at the moon through a telescope. We saw a huge ball of fire on the moon and thought we could blow it up and off the moon but, everytime we practiced it failed and blew up everything. However, we went ahead and did it for real and what happened was disasturous. Fist, the moon exploded with a ring of fire, then earth, followed by the sun. Now there was nothing, but we were still living.
We were floating in space on the reminace of what once was. I watched this little boy as he spent his time on a chunk of land. He was alone and sitting at a desk filled with books and papers and lots of things. He was surounds by these