Rock Story
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- Being Sedimentary isn't fun for long, though. We feed off of each other's emotions, so when someone is angry or stressed we are all angry and stressed. Soon enough, all the pressure and fiery anger gets to us and I am metamorphic. Metamorphic means I formed from the heat and pressure around me.
- YOU ARE ALL THE WORST!!!!
- I live as Magma most often, filled with fiery rage, which keeps me warm. Despite the rage drawback, I actually enjoy being magma. I am constantly filled with warmth and no one dares mess with me. I also have a neat little glow! If you DON'T know what magma is, it is when I preside as liquid rock under Earth's crust.
- I hate EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!
- I begin to cool as my burning rage about my monotonous life settles. How quickly I cool depends on my location. When I am near the breeze and fresh air I cool quickly. When I am below Earth's crust, near other magma (whom are so not delightful) my rage festers longer. I normally cool slowly, as I have anger problems. Once I calm I have finally managed to become a beautiful igneous rock.
- DEEP BREATHS!!!! THINK CALM THOUGHTS!!!!!
- I don't mind being an igneous rock. Igneous means I formed by the cooling of lava or magma. I am beautiful, sparkly, and covered with dazzling crystals, no matter how small. I could cool quickly and have no crystals, however I find myself too rage-filled for that. Cooling slowly makes me intrusive. Intrusive means I cool beneath Earth's crust. All of this means I always have shimmering crystals. One might say I look better than all the other rocks! They all get so jealous and tell me I am being egotistical. Great job spoiling my day!
- I am SO awesome
- My time as an Igneous rock only gets worse when wind or water comes along! Those jerks! They make fun of me and berate me and break me down until I am nothing more than a humble grain of sediment, which means I am nothing more than a tiny fragment of what I used to be! SO insensitive! Being so small, I get pushed around and end up somewhere new.
- YOU SUCK!
- I HATE being metamorphic! When heat and pressure make a rock, they are NEVER a kind rock. So I am fated to live in isolating for a time, as no one wants to see me, and spend my days wallowing in my sorrow. There are many paths I can take from here. I might be used in art, or buildings. This would be boring, but a change or scenery would be nice. I might be broken down by wind and water again, however, normally I sink into my rage and am enveloped beneath Earth's crust once more. This leaves me two more paths, I could melt fully into magma to become igneous again, or I could be partially melted only to become metamorphic once more. DO YOU KNOW HOW AWFUL MY LIFE IS??? IT JUST REPEATS OVER AND OVER!!!!!! Sorry, I am still an angry metamorphic rock right now. I will write again once I have calmed down.Sincerely, a VERY unhappy Rocket
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