As I started my journey towards the distant reef, I could see the open ocean and the wonderful site of multi-coloured fish swimming gracefully through the water. I could see murky shadows on the sea floor, which I knew were sharks waiting for their evening snack. Slowly and silently, some jellyfish floated up behind me giving me quite a shock, so I swam a little faster to avoid their translucent tentacles. After a while, the sea floor fell away beneath me and I swam on alone into the open ocean.The sunlight sparkled through the ocean roof illuminating the surrounding water, as something caught my eye floating ahead of me.
My eyes adjusted as I focused on the object, checking to see what it was and if there were any predators around me. Cautiously, I nudged the flimsy, white object that was torn and frayed around the edge.
“What if I ate this?” I thought to myself as I opened my mouth wide and took a bite. Oh no I was not meant to eat this because it was a plastic bag, something that had been in the ocean for many years. After spitting the thing out of my mouth I quickly swam on and continued my journey hoping to find no more pollution.