180 Degrees #PlanetorPlastic

180 Degrees

Ocean. Oh, the blue wave and the fresh breeze in the atmosphere which I called home. Nothing was better than moving your feet around, almost like dancing, to the rhythm of sea flow below the surface.

Today I swam around like any other day, feeling blessful considering the fact that I was still breathing. Ah, I forgot. You hadn't known me yet, had you? Let me introduce myself then. I am Ryan The Turtle. A happy living creature that had no purpose besides to be happy, and make others happy too.

What made today so special because there would be plenty load of food being supplied into the water body. Guess I should call my friends and families for some food frenzy this afternoon. Yum!

"Ryan! Watch out!"

That was my friend's voice, Bella. Together with it, my body moved as the food supplies entered the sea water. If turtles could be fat, then I would be that one because I would eat those foods a lot!

As I tried to turn to Bella, I saw a glimpse of man in suit from above the water. He must be that generous one who fed us with this much amount.

"Manna from heaven. How prosperous are we?" Bella said with exciting voice.

"Yeah, have you called your friends and families?"

"I did. They are on the way. We can not miss it, the last time the food arrived, Uncle Terry ate until he couldn't eat anymore!

I laughed at the funny moment when he felt really full. The food must be so nutritious that Uncle Terry didn't need to eat anything for days, still feeling bloated.

"Oh! I forgot something, I will be back, Ryan!"

Bella was that friend who always brought everyone together. When she left, it meant that she's asking others to come.

Well, here I was again. I wished I could just eat now. Foods were everywhere and my stomach had already screamed for some treats.

My tiny sly mind told me to steal a munch before everyone came. Should I? A little chew wouldn't starve anyone, right?

That's when I saw it. A light, beautiful, elegantly swimming jellyfish coming across my way. It was so captivating that I found myself following it. I swung my feet against the current, just a few meters away from the creature. My beaks were tapping impatiently, the taste of a fresh jellyfish was now filling my mouth.

But suddenly, a boat came between me and my meal. I was so upset that I had to approach the surface. A man in the boat was eyeing me carefully before waving his hands at me. As if he was trying to prohibit me doing something.

He was wearing white clothes, and the smaller human beside him was also staring at me in awe. I didn't know what they were thinking but I dived in again to catch the jellyfish. The last thing I heard before I swallowed it was their cry.