Fiction: Group 3
Where is Your Innocence, Pearl River Delta?
Immaculate Heart of Mary College, Tung, Ka On - 13, Fiction: Group 3
am from Well-Developed-Planet (the short form is “WDP”).As what its name implies, we can know
that it is a well-developed planet.
The fact is all creatures on this planet can survive without water, air and food, unlike the ones on
another planet. Of course, we are the only kind here, and there is no other kind of creature at all. It seems
that we are deserted from other planets; however, we enjoy our own tiny world.
Two years ago, I was inspired to think more about our “existence”. My lovely pet’s livelihood isn’t as
well-developed as our planet-it couldn’t survive unless it had enough water, air and food. It is a kind of
whale which is in grey colour, so I called it “Seastone”, which means a grey stone in the sea.
“Oh, my God! My glorious God! Are you going to kill the creature you made?” I was startled to know
how the planet I am living is so cruel to my pet. In order to save nearly-dead Seastone, I searched for some
suitable planets for it and I found the Earth is the most suitable one.
I was still very worried. Maybe I worried about Seastone so much that I rush to the Earth as quick as I
could.
On the way, I felt my heart beating faster and faster, but my rocket shoes were soaring slower and
slower. I knew it was my illusion. I was over nervous.
I couldn’t wait for my rocket shoes to land when I saw the Earth became closer and closer. Pump! I
jumped through the atmosphere and came down rapidly. Luckily, my shoes had the function of reducing
counterforce. I didn’t get hurt.
The God of Death had just walked past Seastone - a wide sea was in front of my eyes! I put Seastone into
the water immediately.
When I raised my head, a source of warm power heated me up. My intuition told me “Do not be scared.
It is the temperature of sun which you have never felt on your planet.”
I observed the surrounding. The Earth was really natural without any pollution like an innocent child,
although it has been existing for many hundred million. However, nobody was able to predict its future,
even the modern machines and high intelligence quotient of us-the upper class creature on WDP. No one
would dare to prophesize the fate of this beautiful planet, or I would say, maybe no one was interested in
any predictions.
This was a very meaningful experience. Through the GPS linked to my multifunctional watch, I knew
we were located in Amazon Rainforest where the largest part of the Earth’s lung was. No wonder a sight of
verdant plant was everywhere.
Suddenly, there was a cruel lion with sharp teeth, dashing toward us when I jumped into the water to flee
for my life. I did not know whether I would success. It was depended on fate. What a test!
This time, I became more careful and more serious on finding Seastone’s new home.
A rude eager nosedived and caught a little chick from its mother. Even though the chick’s mum cried to
death, the eager never showed its kindness. Why was it willing to hurt an innocent creature?
A group of colourful and glistening fish was playing in a lake enjoyably, but they didn’t notice that a big
danger was getting closer to them, and that was something even life threatening. All of a sudden, they lost
three of their friends.
As I was disappointed by this planet, I remembered that strong and warm light rose from the east, the
only thread of hope I have, the silver lining. There was no other way, so we just tried to find the place
where I could see the sunrise.
Only a moment, China, the origin of cultures of most Asian countries was under my foot.
The farmers did not worry about their harvest, but the animals did move around to survive, and the
plants do have their refreshing environment as the southern China provided them with their vital resource,
water.
Walking along the river, you could see the wide blue sky above and the charming skyline, at the same
time, you could also take a nap on the soft, green lawn and see the rippling crystal clear water.
As we were appreciating this specular view, having a contemplation, a group of whales-a kind of fishes
looked like Seastone were swimming toward us and they produced some sounds as if they were laughing
happily.
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