When I jump in the water,
I feel like an alien, being stared at constantly, trying to memorize the new and different vidios playing all around me, of lives far from the lives of my own kind. I drag my fingers gently across the hairs on my bare leg, as if it was paint and I was seeing if it was dry. Watching the fish slither past me, I noticed how calm they felt, how happy. I look up, letting bubbles arise, drifting up to the surface. My throat burns, but I stay under. I stay under the water until my body starts to feel frantic, watching my family smile and laugh, having a blast. How much different could animals and humans be? They have feelings, eat, sleep, and survive. So do we. The one difference is our body's (outsides). Finally,I burst up and inhale the air like it was desert after dinner. But I didn't stop. I got up and ran inside. I ignored the frantic calls for my name, I knew what I was doing. Grabbing my fish bowl, I looked at my fish and saw it look at me with pleading eyes, I nodded to myself. I bolted back outside, only thinking one thought, and one thought only.
Everyone deserves freedom
