The island was big and very strange. He lived alone. There were no animals or plants – there was no life. Or at least he thought so. He constantly saw metal boxes, which he later found out were cars. They were self-driving and carried many broken things. The island seemed dead as it was full of waste.
From time to time a strange, big, rusty ship visited the island, but, unfortunately, it did not come there to see how Buddy lived or to clean the island. It came to throw out even more trash and leave. Trash Buddy thought a lot about the ship. Why did it litter the island? Every time the ship came, he inspected it carefully and watched what was happening. After some time, Trash Buddy got tired and could not handle the overwhelming interest any more.
He spent so much time alone on the island that one day he decided to go on an adventure. Next time the ship came back, Trash Buddy did not stand and watch it from a distance. He wanted things to change, so he slowly came up to the ship and secretly went on board. Inside the ship, he saw mysterious beings with two legs, two arms, weird clothing and big shoes. He heard them shouting at one another. The language was strange; he had never heard such noise before. No longer could he stand the thought of his island being polluted, so Trash Buddy went on an adventure to investigate.
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