As a little boy, I didn't care about cars, toys or competitions. All I wanted was to see the waves of the ocean and to surf on them.
When I was six , my father took me to the seaside to spend vacation and it was pretty fun. On this summer I learnt how to surf and I loved it.
So , I wished to go there again every weekend and I asked my father to. In order of that, it became our plan for every weekend for five years.
When I was eleven, my family moved to a city distant from the ocean and I made new friends, I have different interests, but I never forgot about the magic of the ocean.
Now, I'm thirty years old and I will take my son to the magic ocean, as our vacation trip. I have promised him to teach him how to surf and we will dive together to see the beautiful animals I have always loved. I was really excited. How would I feel to finally return into my childhood favorite memories?
But when we arrived, my heart freaked. The ocean was unrecognizable. It was not an ocean anymore, it was a big trash full of plastic instead. I couldn't even see the water, there were many death animals floating everywhere. I felt severely guilty and sad.
" Father, where is the ocean?" Henry asked me, looking around in confusion. I have promised him a beautiful beach to surf and an ocean with wonderful animals. However , all I could see was plastic everywhere destroying the beach's beauty.
My favorite childhood memories faded while the tears dropped in my cheeks. How could the human being do this to the earth, the only planet that has the splendor of life?
"It's here, son. Under all this plastic that the humans threw all over the beach. The beauty is behind all this plastic. This must not be a plastic beach. I believe it's not to late to save it." I answered.
"So, how can we save it ,dad?"
" We can start picking up the trash." I said starting to do it.
"This will save all the beaches in the world?" He asked me.
" He can't save all, but we can do our part and wish the others do theirs,son."
" But that's not enough, I want to surf in all the beaches and to know they will be there when I want, dad."
" So, I had a different idea. Come here, honey. " I said while I opened my computer.
At the end of this day , we had created an NGO to protect the ocean animals of the malleaficium plastic. The point of it is to help people all over the world to clean the beaches, so as the animals can live in peace. I know this doesn't mean all the beaches will be cleaned today, but it's my dream for the future. I have a dream and I will never forget it.
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Plastic Beach
General FictionHey people! This is my story for the National Geographic's contest. I hope this help the people to think about the plastic in the oceans around the world. It's a big problem that effects everybody. English is not my first language, so sorry for any...