Fiction: Group 4
with extra plastic. The most common colour, though, is a muddy brown. The waste pipes were tainted the
same grimy colour as the waste is spurted out. Abused.
This pollution is over-whelming me. I didn’t think that I could last this long but as long as there is water, I
am still here. No one ever comes here to visit me anymore. I used to be so loved and cared for. But know, I
am rejected. Uncared for. Dead.
