The Lonely Dinosaur. (short story)

He was Walking aimlusly. he has been doing it alot recently. wondering he usually thinks about food or his mother.He wonders if she wakes up could she find him. His legs are tired,his head still ringing from the bright colors in the sky. But that's all over now he can't find anything he just wonders threw a vast waste land of ruins and dust. his eyes are beginning to feel heavy he will have to find somewhere to sleep to night a cave  that will do just fine to lay his weary head to sleep without another soul in the world to bother him.   the end