Life as a Fish
One of the most unique creatures are fish. As I am sitting here in my room, my fish are swimming about with not a care in the world. I wonder what it would feel like to be a fish. I'm swimming about and see eight other fish swim around me. The thermometer reads 72 degree Fahrenheit, but the cold water suits me just fine. There are white, black, and gray pebbles all over the bottom of the tank which collects the deserted food particles. I accidentally suck up a small pebble with the fish food I tried eating from the bottom of the tank. It seems a little bit crowded in this 20" X 13" tank that not only holds nine fish, but also two huge sea shells. Both of the pink shaded shells give the tank a happy look. There are also plastic green plants sticking out from the shells and rocks. As I am observing these objects, I am swimming back and forth in the tank. A hollow skeleton head lay upon the middle of the tank with green ferns sticking out of its eyes. An ancient, small gray pot lay next to one of the shells, also surrounded with plastic green sea plants. The thermometer sways back and forth as one of my friends hits it after swimming by. Another goldfish with a long, beautiful orange tail swims by me. This elegant goldfish looks exactly like me except I am about an inch bigger. As this fish passes me, two other small gold fish swim about in search for food. One of the two has a huge white spot on the side of its body and its orange flat tail. The other is plain orange with a wide tail. Right now the white spotted goldfish is motionless. The water is so clear, it almost seems like he's floating in air. I almost hit him as I swim down to consume some more fish food. A black oriental goldfish swims pass me. His black eyes are huge! It's as if someone inflated his eyes. He seem to be a very calm and sad fish- I see another goldfish swim by me. This one is the fattest and most friendly one When...
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