A WHALES P. O.V

BOREDOM

The next morning after going through fresh rakes in the module, I looked for Dawn. She was getting ready for the day by prepping the fish and changing into her clingy suit outfit. I was confused with why they had to wear those stupid things anyways. I called for her but she didn't come or look at me right away. More and more aliens came into the stadium. It was harder to notice Dawn but I still tried. I saw her walking toward Splash. In jealousy I whined. "Hey Tilly baby!" She greeted but she reached out to touch Splash. I watched as she raised one hand in the air and Splash left the scene to go do a flip. She clapped. The other orcas were doing simpler tricks such as wave and splash or even to dance. EMBARRASSING i thought. I was pretty much ignored until an alien-NOT DAWN-greeted me with a warm kiss. She stuck her tongue out at me and so did I. "Yay! Good job Tilly," she said handing me a choco. Dawn turned to the alien that was helping me and started talking. "Did you make him his energy shake?" Dawn asked. The alien attending me nodded. There was something fishy about this alien that I was unsure of. I got angry and swam away. "Dawn there's something with that whale," was the last sentence she said. I didn't even want to listen to Dawn right now. I was frustrated. I rammed my head against the bars of the pool. I cried and thrashed around. I noticed Katsatka's same glare she uses when she's mad. I went to the opposite end of the pool where she wouldn't bother me. The aliens things I saw yesterday on the other side of the glass weren't released yet thankfully. I shivered in fear. My life was like a jigsaw puzzle with mixed up pieces that didn't fit. I cried in desperation. What now I thought. I gnawed the concrete at the poolside out of boredom. How could the others live their lives so miserably? I watched from the side if the tank as an alien carried a sign that had fine bold print: COME WATCH OUR NEXT PERFORMANCE TOMORROW AT 3:00. BELIEVE!. Of course I couldn't understand what it read so I just looked confused. I gnawed on the concrete again. "No! Tilly don't ya gnaw on that-k?" Asked a familiar voice. It was Dawn walking in her rubber boots. "This is for you," she said handing me a floaty toy. I loved these things! At my old home the fisherman would always throw these out to me in the middle of the ocean. We would play games of fetch or I would try to sink them but they would come back up to the surface again. These memories would live on. I turned away from the toy. I couldn't stop thinking about my family. I would HAVE to refuse anything like this that came my way to show my broken heart and depression.