LIFE inside the bowl
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  • Reads 100
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  • Parts 2
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Oct 23, 2013
Derek is your ordinary gold fish. I mean that's what us humans would think. However, if you step inside the mind of a fish, you might learn there's a lot more to their tiny minds. You'd think that they just floated there, coming up for air occasionally and feasting on strange flakes that smell of cat food. If you did indeed think this- you're wrong. They observe us humans, so beware. If you own a fish- you might be surprised if you observed them. 

This is the story of Derek (the not-so-ordinary goldfish) and his observations on life from inside the bowl.
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