The Red Sea

The water swayed back and forth. The dark tint of red stained the white snow. Footprints of dear trailed along the snowy beach. Winter was harsh this year, and now February, the snow is still here.

The water was deep, and graced with fairy like creatures. The seahorse danced along the sand, zig zaging and bouncing from side to side, searching for his missing mate. He graced the beautiful water with his light touch. Little did he know his mate had passed, stuck in a can of Pepsi.

The coral below was as white as a freshly cut piece of paper. They crumbled, and formed snowflake like edges. The seaweed was charcoal. Crusted and mashed into a paste, and no longer slimy. The animals that relied on these homey creatures, laid next to them, littering the ocean floor.

A sea turtle floated at the top, it's neck was cut, and an arm was gone. Swimming into a boat pass, a man chucked his broken necklace into the water, and managed to snag the poor fifty year old turtle. The necklace choked it, and weighed the turtle down. It rubbed and rubbed, and broke the skin. The turtle squealed and wanted help, but a shark came by and tore off it's leg.

The shark searched for it's next pray, needing to survive. She swished her tail side to side, leaving a current of bubbles behind. Her sense of smell heightened and she darted towards what she thought was a dolphin. Catching site of something move, she lunged, not thinking of what it really could be. Her mouth enveloped the pile of garbage.

It lodged in her throat. She jerked and thrashed, catching her tail in a blanket. It wrapped around her and tied her down. She panicked, the liscense plate Lodge in her throat slipped, and cut down into the belly. Her thrashing stopped and she stayed afloat. The blanket still stuck - pushed her down.

The dolphin watched, she too was aching. Her neck was caught in wire, and day by day it sliced her. She swam away, and towards her pod, but they were gone. She went to the top but found herself stuck. The top was no longer a liquid, but something hard and dark. She could not breath. No way out but into the water, she swallowed in water and drowned. Her lungs took it all.

Little did she know, her eyes were black from oil, and she was pushing against a dead whale. The whales body laid still, untouched, and oil stuck in it's blowhole.

From far away a birds eye could see. He traveled around and watched everything piece by piece. From Canada to China, from China to Australia, from Australia to India, from India to Africa, and from Africa to Puerto Rico. He saw the train. The triangle of destruction. He flapped his wings and soared away.

Every drop of ocean water was still. A white feather fell, and tip toed on the oceans surface. It turned red, and that's because...

Blood is thicker than water.

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I was not trying to offend the Pepsi company I'm dearly sorry.

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