Caught
Usual ten in the morning , I drag myself to the other side of town ; the place where we aren ’ t allowed to go . “ The bank ”, they call it . I go there everyday , it ’ s my job . Since I was a little fish I have always wanted to help . My job is to be a police that protects the rest from predators . Usually our species the “ Atlantic Bonito ” are the experts of this job because they can easily released themselves from the hook . So , for a daily routine , I wait swimming around trying to protect the rest of the fish from being caught . I ’ m an expert . Just yesterday , I saved 200 lives ; lives that would have ended deliciously served with garlic in the most renowned city restaurant . I swim to the bank were I will patiently and secretly wait . As soon as I arrive to the place , a little sardine is about to be caught , she seems to be smaller than the rest of the sardines , she ’ s probably lost . I swim as fast as I can and try to rescue her just as I removed the hook with all the strength my fins could possibly have , I am not able to move . My fin got stuck to a silver sharp tool . It is hurting my fin , never had I gone through this . I am shocked . Never had I been caught , not here , at least . I turn my face to the sardine , she just looks at me not knowing what to do . She says , “ I ’ m sorry , but I am very weak and have no strength , let me go ask for help ”. This to me was a way of saying goodbye , I ’ ll let you die here alone . Help ! I scream , yet most of the fish swam to the opposite direction . What would I do ? I started to shake side to side trying to unhook myself . Just as I was about to release myself I cut myself . Blood was drilling out of my left fin and that was indeed a problem . I wasn ’ t scared of bleeding to death , I was scared of being eaten by the white shark . My blood was being carried by the current to the cave , yes , THE CAVE . The most prohibited place of the entire ocean , it is the place where all predator live and have no mercy for the rest of the fish . Every time another blood drop moved through the ocean I was more scared . Then , I heard him , his secret swimming . I was dead fish . The water slowly opening space for the king to conquer and have a new slave in his tummy . I kept shaking even more , and the more I shaked the more the hook was pulling me . But , it was too late . I felt him behind my back . As I was about to release myself he caught me . With his sharp triangular teeth he bit my tail . I was shouting for help meanwhile looking at him enjoy my wonderful tail . I felt my entire body on fire , it was like a massive explosion that would never end . The best thing for me know would be to get released to the surface , stop breeding , and stop the suffering that was already killing me . I just wished for my death after all it had all been my fault . I stopped fighting and allowed the evil creature to catch me . Just as I was about to be taken to the surface I wished my old fellows a good luck , wishing them to never suffer as I did today . Yet , never stopped thinking about their ego . How mean were they to leave me alone when I was always helping them . Arctic Bonitos usually are police , but today , we had become loners of the ocean . I had been there waiting , waiting to rescue anyone that was in danger , but when it was me who was in danger nobody came to rescue not even old comrades that had seen me save them . Then , it was time . I wave my fin one last time to the ocean as a way of saying goodbye to my home . It was then when I saw the light , a tunnel that was dragging me to another world , the place where I would finally rest in peace . But the suffering had not ended yet , I was
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