Year 1:
Today my nebula started collapsing. A star a few light years away exploded in a supernova, which started my formation process. I’m feeling changes in my gravitational pull, I think it’s getting stronger. I’m so excited, in a few million years, I’m going to be a protostar! I can feel all of the gas and dust starting to form around me, slowly condensing. It’s making a huge spinning disk around me, and the cloud of hydrogen is getting smaller.
My core isn’t hot enough to start fusion yet, but in about one hundred million years, it will be. Supergiant make fun of me for being so small, but I’m glad I’m not a supergiant star. Supergiant stars only last for a few hundred million years, and I’m going to last for billions. I wonder …show more content…
I’m so excited, I can’t believe how fortunate I am to have the gift of life bestowed upon one of my planets! I wonder if life will evolve and become more complex than just single cell organisms, or if there will be any form of intelligent life, I have so many questions that only time will tell the answer to! Will they last millions of years? Billions of years? I’ll just have to wait and see… Although one planet was extremely fortunate, I cannot say the same for one of my other planets. An asteroid came and nearly obliterated a planet in my solar system. This saddens me greatly because this planet had an atmosphere, and great potential for life. This planet won’t be having life on it soon, although I am extremely grateful for the one planet that does have life on it.
Year 4,278,289,073: Life has been evolving for a few hundred million years, and some of the organisms had evolved into life forms larger than the dinosaurs that were on planet earth billions of years ago. Yet my good fortune was not to last. An asteroid struck the planet, wiping out almost all of the larger organisms. Only the smaller organisms survived. I’m grateful they survived at all, but it’s a horrible fate for such a beautiful …show more content…
They’re annoying and look horrible. Luckily, they only last for eleven years. Solar flares always itch, and prominences are terrible. I can feel my core getting weaker even though I’m only halfway through my lifecycle. It seems weird to think that I only have a few billion years more to live. Time seems to have less meaning to me now that I’m this old.
Year 7,487,564,902: Life on my planet has ended. It was my doing. I knew it was going to happen from the start, but it couldn’t be helped. I’ve grown too hot for even the toughest microbes to be able to survive on that planet. I’ve grown too hot for any form of life to exist in my solar system. No new life is going to come to my solar system. I can feel my core running out of fuel. The end is near for me. I don’t know how much time I have left, but I know it’s not much. If I’m lucky, I’ll be around for another three billion years. Even so, being optimistic isn’t going to help me. From the day I was formed, I was doomed to this fate. Nothing lasts forever. Not me, not even time.
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