Today we wrote a short paragraph based on a photo then asked chatgpt to make it better. After we finished doing that we asked AI image generator to make a picture to go with the story.
Here is my story before:
It’s too late, I’m doomed. I sat on the end of the red poppy out of breath with no escape from the praying mantis and it doesn’t really help that my wing is broken and unable to move. The mantis stared at me with its menacing eyes, slowly creeping towards me ready to pounce at any moment now. “What do I do, what do I do?” I thought to myself, darting my eyes around looking for an answer to my question. I continued to look for an escape as the mantis grew closer and closer to me. When I was about to give up and accept my fate, I heard the sound of flapping wings so I looked up and saw my friends flying at the Praying mantis trying to get it to run away. They flew right into the Praying mantis, pushing him off rose, what followed still haunts my nightmares.
And after:
It was too late. I was doomed. Perched at the edge of a red poppy, out of breath and paralyzed by fear, I had nowhere to run. My wing—broken, useless—hung limply at my side. And the praying mantis, with its cold, unblinking eyes, crept toward me, inch by inch, poised to strike. “What do I do? What do I do?” I panicked, eyes darting in every direction, desperate for an escape that didn’t exist. The mantis loomed closer, its spiked limbs shifting with eerie precision. The world seemed to hold its breath alongside me. Just as I was about to surrender to the inevitable, I heard it—fluttering wings cutting through the air. I looked up. My friends. They came diving out of the sky, fearless, wings flashing in the sunlight. In a blur of movement, they struck the mantis, driving it off the rose with sheer force. It tumbled into the shadows below. What happened next still haunts my dreams.

What do you think?
What would you write about?