Poisoned
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WpMetadataReadComplete Tue, Nov 27, 2018<5 mins
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For the past three years, I've lived on an island, right on the ocean. To my dismay, rather than enjoying the beauty, I am forced to watch as people throw more and more plastic bottles into the sea, littering the once beautiful beaches, turning the blue waters grey. While watching a documentary on Plastic pollution, I was really touched by the efforts some people are making to help the many sea creatures who face the threat of a poisoned ocean. The toxic wasteland we are creating must be stopped. That is why I am participating in the #planetorplastic writing competition. I want to help make a difference, and I encourage everyone to do it too :) I hope that people will realise what damage we are doing, and soon, for if we don't, the end of our time on Earth may come much sooner than we had thought...
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[mon-a-chop-sis] What am I to this world but a plastic bottle in the ocean? Thrown aside to get lost in the waves. An empty reminder of what once was forever stuck as a shell of what could have been. Maybe I could be something to her. Am I worthy to breathe the very oxygen that fills her lungs? Worthy enough to share my days beneath the sun and under the moonlight by her side? Or am I just a plastic bottle reflecting the sun light long enough to trick foolish eyes that I am a diamond? • Emily & Riley: A queer Story

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