The story of a goldfish and the trauma he endures.

Ronald looked behind him and saw all the other goldfish hiding by the rock. The biggest Giant appeared once again in front of him. Their eyes met again and in the giants hand was another green monster, water dripped from its head. The giant reached into Ronald’s new world first with a smaller clear box and took out some of the water. He then reached in with the green monster. before he realized it, the monster had swallowed him. “No! Not again!” Ronald cried out in his mind.

Again he was placed into a small watery world with clear walls all around him. The smaller giant picked up Ronald violently, sloshing the water around. “This wont end well” Ronald thought as his fins were smashed up against the flexible clear wall. He was sloshed and shaken around for a few more minutes before another giant picked up Ronald’s watery world from the smaller giants incapable hands. “Fishie is not a toy!” said the larger giant.

“But I want him!” yelled the small giant.

“You cant take care of it, we are giving him back” the larger giant said.

“NO!” yelled the small giant.

“Great” thought Ronald, who was still trying to figure out which way was up. The small giant grabbed the flexible clear walls surrounding Ronald and squeezed hard. The walls burst and Ronald’s world fell out from around him. His small goldfish body landed harshly on the floor. He tried to swim away but the watery world that once surrounded him was gone. The first giant he saw rushed over and picked up his tiny body and placed it back into the clear box. Without another thought, Ronald joined the other goldfish and swam mindlessly around the clear box.

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  • gage on Oct 14, 2009

    nice story PP5, its fishmonkey.

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