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Little Whale

You always home all this time. 2

By VioletPublished 10 months ago 3 min read

Quarks... quarks.. quarks

the sound of seagulls rang in the hot afternoon sun at that time. Here the two of them, the snail and the little whale, were enjoying the afternoon on the edge of a rock in a hidden valley area far from the beach. Between them there is a large stone shaped like a table accompanied by small snacks made from coconuts, the result of Mr. Snail's hard work. "So say little whale~~! What brought you to follow me to work scaring my fellow worms?" While opening a conversation, the snail served his snack to the little whale and gave a light signal (eat~) to the little whale.

The whale just stared innocently, watching and wondering in his heart (what is this? What food is this?). Because it had been served, he could not refuse and only accepted holding the dish. "Where are you from, Mr. Snail?" the little whale asked. "Why have I never met your group when I met the sun before?" he continued asking. The old snail was now laughing like Santa on Christmas day. "So that's how it is, you never met me, making you curious" the old snail ate a little of his coconut snack, chewed slowly and continued speaking "I am a migratory snail, who wanders across the ocean following the ebb and flow. I understand why you are confused, I think there are many things you don't know since you were born in the depths of the sea" he said.

The little whale blinked his big eyes twice cutely and asked, “So, what do you sail the ocean for, Mr. Snail?” he asked again, “Nothing, I just admiring it. Besides, I’ve lived for so long just to do what I admire” Mr. Snail answered clear meaningfully. “What are yours admire, little whale?” The little whale paused for a moment to think. “What is my admire…? I don’t know yet, I’ll ask my mother!” said the little whale with great enthusiasm. “Ho..ho..ho, your enthusiasm is for yourself, not for your mother,” Mr. Snail’s words made the little whale’s heart ache a little. “Where will your enthusiasm go if your mother is gone?” he explained again. This time the whale’s eyes were watery. Unable to hold back his tears, the little whale immediately swam into the deep sea, leaving the old snail smiling, understanding the little whale’s reaction, who was still sensitive about the discussion regarding his identity. Maybe his meeting with the old snail was an early destiny where he would learn to find something important that was time to be found. On the way the little whale headed home, he accidentally saw. Teenage whales playing in the sea yard, among them he saw his older whale just standing still doing nothing staring at one of his whale friends being surrounded and teased by other teenage whales. He immediately hid behind a rock at this time, watching with fear and curiosity.

“You weak whale! Heyyy why are you crying, wake up and scare the pretty fish!” AHAHAhahahaha, the teenage whales laughed. The little whale was confused and thought in his mind “what is my big whale doing? Why is he just standing still seeing one of his friends being bullied”. It was true that his big whale just stood still looking like he didn’t care watching. Feeling even sadder the little whale swam slowly towards the house, not long after 30 minutes of swimming he found his big whale swimming towards the house overtaking him without saying hello. “Hey big brother! Wait!” he called, the big brother slowed down his swimming. “What’s wrong?” he asked flatly, “I saw you earlier, why didn’t you care and just watched your own friend being bullied until he cried?” he asked. His big whale swam silently, ignoring him, “bro, I’m asking!!” the little whale said firmly. “That’s none of my business, nor yours. The weak one has to fight.” After saying that flat and cold sentence, the big whale quickly swam towards the house. In the little whale’s mind today he found an opinion that was very strange to his little heart and really pierced his moral soul. The little whale still couldn’t understand any meaning, but he still absorbed the feeling of the opinions given by two different individuals today, filling up the storage box in his mind.

To be continued... <3

Children's FictionFantasyAdventure

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Violet

World are full of wonder. I always wonder. How would I going trough it ;/

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