Nationalgeographic Stories

My entry for the National Geographic #PlanetOrPlastic contest. The ocean deserves to be saved. Chose the planet.

Gone is the blue dazzling crystal clear. It is now full of trashed plastic bottles and garbage. It's terrible. People living on earth didn't believe there's living under on the wide beautiful and overwhelming sea. They just believe in their selves. They throw garbage on ocean not realizing they killed the God's of the sea. People just simply make the sea into dark, unclean one. And the heart of god's sea can't handle it anymore. She could not bear looking at her kingdom full of trashy so she slaps her tail on the water because of her annoyance. Everyone needs to punish. Everyone needs to suffer. Because everyone makes her kingdom as a mess. And in the end, she killed Janus using her tail but unfortunately, it was all a dream. This is my entry for national geographic contest. #PlanetOrPlastic.

Every ocean is polluted by plastics surrounding us And that's because of us I grew up in a world of nothing but buildings scattered in a city. I once saw the essence of water, it was fascinating. How the water shines once the light hit it's clear sight. How its cold waves encountered my feet and my skin, it was stunning. I never thought it would change, never have I thought it would. ********* this is a short story of saving the ocean with this story

I saw the competition and I really liked the Initiative. So here are my entries for the Contest. Hope it makes an impact.

The air that we breathe is now full of impurities, the components of plastic. Slowly...... Slowly... Slowly Choking us.

A short submission story for Planet or Plastic campaign. Keep on loving our planet and keep it clean from plastic, please. [unnamed hooman; in a world saving mission]

Jessica Steele (25), an American herpetologist from Phoenix, Arizona travel around the world in order to find and document new snake species that were not described and not yet being discovered.

When the Earth is no longer ours. Where we will live? How we will survive? Will we be regret? Who will be blamed? ..... What will we do now?

Every soul longed for a friend, so when I stumbled upon a floating pink stick, I couldn't help but say hi. "Where did you come from?" I asked him. He didn't respond. Perhaps he was voiceless. "You must be very lonely. Me too. Want to be friends?" It bobbed in the water. Yes. --- A #PlanetOrPlastic entry Word Count: 499 words Completed on the 24th of October, 2018 Highest Ranks: #12 in planetorplastic 29/11/18 #3 in seahorse 16/11/18 #1 in plasticpollution 29/11/18 If you like this story, you'll enjoy my latest #PlanetOrPlastic entry "The Hearts Left Behind".

A short story about how a young woman sees the horrors and beauties under the sea.

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...

A herpetologist named Bernard Stockton (24) is traveling around the world in order to find and document all kinds of snake, he particularly focused on finding and document new species that are not yet being discovered.

Hi!! Thank you for reading my submission:) "We can say it's beautiful all we want but once we spot an ounce of it, we'll devour that sight using it as our dumping ground."

What happens in the future if we don't change our ways? Will the next generation even know the animals we love so much? Or at least, we claim to love so much. With all the plastic we use and throw away, anyone'd guess we hated them, couldn't care less about them. Jackson's learning to read. When he gets stuck on a certain word, his mother starts to cry. But we can change that outcome. Together. This is for Wattpad's #PlanetOrPlastic writing competition. Cover made by me.

Entry 1 of the #PlanetOrPlastic National Geographic story competition. Wattpad has teamed up with National Geographic to wake the world up to the potential impact of single-use plastics. In 500 words or less, we're asking you to share a story-real or fiction-inspired by actual photos of this global issue. ~ Any constructive criticism would be welcomed. Text copyright © Stephwriteabook_™ 2018

Bury me with plastic roses ~ In which she dreams of Mother Earth fighting back My entry for #PlanetOrPlastic

#planetorplastic National Geographic/Wattpad story competition

Everything has a creator. But who bears the consequences for what happens when things go out of hand? "I've lost the moon while counting the stars, and now, I only have myself to blame." Word count: 500 exact #planetorplastic