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Arturo L.

Carlos C.

“At the end”

Is the same thing all the days, said the hummingbird to the seagull. Animals are dying because humans do things without thinking.

-They are good, they´re just tired of the life they have; they are under rules all the time, and time is always one step ahead.- said the seagull.

-I know, I know, but the thing that I don´t understand, is why they destroy our homes to construct they houses and stores, why don´t they just stay the same, or maybe construct in other places.- said the hummingbird.

-O, come on, you know that if they have other places to build things, they will, but because they don´t, they need our space.- the seagull replied.

-Yes, I know, but don´t you think that´s unfair to us, we also work hard to build our families and homes, and then, just because they want more, they come and destroy everything we have, that doesn´t seems right to me.- the hummingbird said with his face full of wrath. Also, they are really weird, they kill animals for fun, it is even a sport to them, don´t you think that´s crazy?.

-O absolutely, but what are you going to do, we can´t stop them, they have really powerful weapons and they are bigger, and you don’t even suffer of that problem, you are to small and fast to them.- the seagull said. But in the other hand, I suffer of that; they kill seagulls like me just for fun or for money.

-See they are bad, and they will never change.- said the hummingbird.

-O they will, just watch me.- the seagull said with braveness.

The seagull flew right to a man that was fishing on the dock, he looked at the seagull right into the eyes, the seagull stop on the edge of the old dock, and stared at the old man, and suddenly, the old man´s son appeared with a plastic bullet gun, and shoot the seagull. The seagull flew to the cost where he lied. The hummingbird came and the seagull said, -you were right, they will never change, and someday our earth will be gone, but at the end, at the end, they…