The only one
"See you tomorrow and happy early birthday Ronnie" said Trixie as she made her way to her home down the path.
"Bye Trixie" replied Ronnie "and thank you!"
Trixie and Ronnie were best friends. They were together through it all, from every awkward stage to every growth spurt. Something everyone noticed about the two was that even though they were opposites, they seemed to just click. They were similar in almost every way, except their type.
Trixie was a triceratops, and a very fashionable one at that. She wasn't one to be self-conscious and wasn't afraid to tell people what she thought. Trixie was also friendly to everyone and didn't care to make enemies. Regardless, Ronnie was Trixie's best friend.
Ronnie was the quieter one. She was extremely smart and was sometimes called brilliant. She was probably so smart because loved puzzles and riddles and any type of brain teasers. Ronnie's parents were over protective and enjoyed family time. Ronnie greatly appreciated everyone close to her. Oh, and Ronnie was an apatosaurus, also known as a brontosaurus.
That whole day Ronnie and Trixie had been together planning out Ronnie's birthday party the next day. The colors of balloons, the types of streamers, the pinãta, the games, the snacks, and of course the flavor of cake, had all been planned out to perfection. There was also talk on what kind of presents would be the most admired and how Ronnie would have to practice reacting to any present that did not make the cut. The guest list was also discussed and Trixie explained to Ronnie who she would have to socialize with and who she should avoid. They had the plans set for the best birthday ever.
Ronnie made her way back into her colorful cave. Her parents were both very stylish and the cave was the most extravagant on the block. The stones were covered in tons of swirly lines and flowers, but also perfectly straight lines accompanied by circles varying in size but always the same shape. If you couldn't tell, Ronnie's parents were also opposites, that attracted. As Ronnie went inside she barely payed attention to the bright designs, she was to excited. Ronnie also did not mind the fact that her parents were not yet home, they never got home until later at night anyway.
So Ronnie made her way inside, passing the many family portraits scattered on the walls. Family was important to Ronnie and her parents. They knew all of their cousins (first, second, and third) and were connected with most of them. Ronnie was also close to her parents, even with those occasional moments of, "why don't they understand!".
After passing the array of pictures, Ronnie entered the kitchen and made herself dinner. She then proceeded to eat her dinner by herself. However, Ronnie didn't feel lonely, she knew where her parents were and knew that Trixie was safe at home. Aside from the thoughts about her family and friends, there were plenty of things to worry over. Details about her party flitted through her thoughts.
When Ronnie was done eating she went to bed with reassurance that everything was perfect.
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Ronnie woke up. Everything was silent and it seemed as if there was no one else in the world. The silence was exciting, but terrifying. Ronnie's first thought was that everyone had forgotten her birthday, but then she realized that it would be just like her parents to surprise her with something special. Yet there was no smell of breakfast being made, and there were no whispers in the hall. Ronnie rolled out of bed and wandered into the hall.
"Mom? Dad?" Ronnie cried out.
There was no response. At first Ronnie was disappointed that they did completely forget her. Ronnie was optimistic that her parents wouldn't forget her and came to the conclusion that they had just gotten home to late. So Ronnie tiptoed to her parents room. As soon as she opened the door she was filled with despair. Ronnie's parents were not in bed and even more, the bed was still made as her mother did after they woke up. Again Ronnie wanted to jump to the conclusion that they had simply forgotten or left early to surprise her.
Ronnie decided she would go to Trixie's house. As she headed through the front hall she hardly took notice to the photographs, once again, however this time the pictures were askew and off-balance. Ronnie was in to much of a rush to notice. She exited her house. Now Ronnie knew there was something wrong. There was no color anymore. It seemed as if the light had been drained from everything, and all that was left was gray. Ronnie turned around to face the entrance to her house, and to her horror, could not make out the many swirly designs and straight lines. Panic set in.
Then Ronnie ran as fast as her short legs would carry her. She hoped with her whole being that Trixie was okay. As Ronnie stomped down the path, an eerie silence closed in around her. There was no one outside and, as far as she could tell, there was no one awake inside either. Ronnie finally made it to Trixie's house after what felt like forever. Ronnie did not want to knock on the door in fear that whatever fate had found her parents had also found Trixie.
With hesitation Ronnie knocked. "Trixie! Are you home?"
No answer. Ronnie became more scared.
"Trixie! Come on. If your trying to surprise me I don't want to be surprised anymore. Please! I need to know your okay!"
Again no answer came from inside the house. Hysteria began to set in and Ronnie realized that there never would be an answer. Ronnie began to cry as she realized that she would not see her parents again. She never got to say good-bye or one last I love you or goodnight. Ronnie also took notice that "thank you" will forever be the last things she said to her best friend.
At that point Ronnie realized that she was alone. She was the only dinosaur left. She was the only one.
