Diary of a Sporeling
Day 1: It’s time for my favorite activity of the day, well my only activity really. Sitting here floating around all by myself. Wait a second, that there, it looks just like I do. I should go over and say hi or something.

By the creator what happened? Did I just eat that thing? It looked just like I do. That's sort of odd. Oh I don't feel so well and I...

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Later That day: Ouch! Ok, what just happened? Was it something I ate? My body just split into two. Neat! It doesn't even hurt. This is sort of cool, I have grown. Oh look there's another creature like me. I hope I don't accidentally... aww crap I did it again. ...feel like a pop coming up.

I’m so full right now... for now. I mean I just ate something twice the size of my head, that can't be healthy.

Oh look at that, now I have something new sticking out of me. I'll call them fins. Ok, what can I do with these? Now I swim around quicker than I could move before. This is nice.

Uh oh, I’m getting close to that green fledgling creature. Oh no, no, no... Not again. Hey you, over there, stay away! Awww hell, well I warned him, no one is at fault for his demise.

Day 2: Whew... what an action-packed day I had the other day. I wonder what will happen today. Now my sides feel funny, sort of tingly, OUCH!

What the hell was that?! I mean one minute I'm just flapping my fins and now I have these big pointy, white, spikes sticking out of me. I really think they might hurt someone if I were to poke them with these things. I say, it won’t be good on a first date. I’m a hungry again...

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Day 14: Mmmm. That creature was delicious. What are these long angled things that are protruding out of me now? I'll call them John, wait no legs. But they're different from the fins, these seem to need ground. Maybe I will move that way. Now this is really great, I don't need to float around in goo all of the time now, I can walk. Oh look, that creature over there looks friendly; I think I'll ask for directions.

Another Day: Wow, this creature must really like me. It is rubbing up against me. I like it! Oh my! What's happening! Now I have to build a nest? Why? You're WHAT?! We only did it that one time! Ok put the eggs in this nest I made.

Hey what are these strange creatures, OH GREAT CREATOR! They ate one of the eggs! Get back, Hey! Shoo! Boo! Poo! ... I am so brave.

Time to curl up and take a nap.

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Year 9: I feel like I slept for days. Maybe I did sleep for days, my fins are gone now. I have legs where the fins once were. I can grab on to things with them; I'll call them arms so I don't get confused. Wait a minute, where are all the eggs? The eggs are gone! I hear something; I had better go check it out.

Neat, a crowd; this must be what happened to the eggs. Now we all live together, a family or a tribe. This might be fun; I think I will stick around.

Year 14: Working together we build these huts out of weeds and saliva. No more sleeping under a tree when it rains. Now there are at least ten of us here and we are growing larger in number all the time.

Hungry, looks like we all are. We had better find some food, broccoli or that big blue creature over there. I say there is never enough blue coloured food.

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Year 21: Group hunting is much easier than running after it myself and we have this new thing: fire. Things taste crispy this way, I like crispy. I am quite happy now. I sing and shake my booty around fire... and life is good...

Year 25: Thing have not been so good lately. Apparently we are on somebody’s menu now, they attack us, take out straw, mud and kidneys. I like mud.

The tribe has decided to be more organized. We split into groups and each group will have its own village. For faster travel and communication we draw flat chalk lines, colour them in and call them roads. Villages have walls all around and gates to keep the bad freaks out.

Year 37: We build schools and brothels now, thank the creator for evolution. We have lights, pluming and central heating everywhere now. We are a civilization now; that sound really important.

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Year 140: Great Creator why have you abandoned us? Why did you let those freaks of nature hurt us. With their big machines, extra set of arms and hairy kneecaps. We make weapons now also. I say its time to force our superior anatomy down their throat.

Year 500: They say we have rockets now. Scientists believe that there are other planets and other civilizations on those planets. I say they just play too many video games.

We leave this planet, than the star system and go explore the universe, some people will do anything for an adventure. Time to abduct and probe.

Things were more peaceful when all we had to do was eat a microbe there, jab someone in the eye with a spike her. Just imagine how far we have come in this 500 years.

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