Q4 PORTFOLIO Honors Literary Magazine | Page 16

He wasn’t alive to them, they didn’t care that he had anorexia and only ate 2% of his body weight instead of 4-9% of its body weight per day in order to have the perfect dolphin body, or that he had been in this concrete and air prison since he could remember, never having been outside the cement walls in the open sea. He wanted to be where the dolphins were, he wanted to see, see them dancing, swimming around in the sea. Still, that was a world he could never be a part of. He was a showbiz dolphin, nothing more than a pretty face and a prop that carried fat ladies across the pool. He was disgusted with himself, still, he did whatever they asked of him and in return, they gave him fish. He didn’t eat them right away, he kept them hidden in his mouth and when the show was over and the overweight grownups and their psychotic children were gone he swam to his small section in the bottom of the pool and spit them all out. He sobbed, his sonar wails of misery invisible to all except those who listened. his mascara ran down his cheeks and melted into the fish chunk covered water. What was the point of living if nobody saw you for who you truly were? He couldn’t take it anymore, he was tired of this life, tired of the smiling and the fin clapping and the kissing people on the mouth. Before, he was something, he was young, he was beautiful, his skin was as smooth as a waxed floor and had a blow hole that looked as if Triton-almighty had carved it from marble.

This world had made him into nothing. No more he thought to himself I must end my life while I still have the strength and resolve to do so. He cleaned the mascara off of his face and with a breath of strength he swam. He swam faster than he ever had before, he needed the momentum if he was going to make the jump. He had done this various times before, he had jumped into the dry ground which the leg dummies walked on in hopes of ending his life but they always put him back into the pool before he could die. Now, he was gonna try something a little different. He saw the wall, saw it nearing toward him. He picked up the pace and headed upward towards the light and with one long beautiful leap he flew through the sky, felt the sun on his back. He fell into water once more. But not his own. Part 1 of his plan had succeeded. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” OH GIANT ONES! HEAR MY PLEA! PLEASE, TAKE ME AWAY FROM THE MISERY OF THIS PRISON, TAKE ME TO THE CELESTIAL WATERS UP ABOVE! IN EXCHANGE, TAKE MY BODY AND SOUL!, he shouted in a strong, regal voice. “OOOOOOOOOOOOO” Very well, we shall grant you your wish. Answered a large, fast approaching figure, it's white and black skin shimmering with the sunlight from above as it swam towards the suicidal dolphin . Thank you he thought with a smile, letting only one small tear escape his before he felt a piercing pain on his dorsal fin and the world fell into darkness.

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