Floating across the wall: a picture of a cardboard box upset at being dumped into the ocean and becoming a jellyfish. It hadn’t asked to become sentient or a living warning of dumping rubbish in the ocean. It was sad for the ocean and for itself, doomed to forever drift the seas of the earth, with no hope of the end it had always desired: of being recycled.
Until.
A school of fish arrived, broke up into a shoal, and started to feed. The sad cardboard box jellyfish slowly began to disappear.
It didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Written for Friday Fictioneers from the following picture prompt (see here for other stories):
PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast
Aw, the poor box jelly - I hope getting nibbled is a more pleasant end than he anticipates.
ReplyDeleteFingers crossed
DeleteApparently being nibbled to death is painless for a cardboard jelly :)
ReplyDeleteI know, right! For some reason that is something I didn't even contemplate :0)
DeleteEverything passes in the end
ReplyDeleteSadly, yes
DeleteI think it's a reason to smile. First because it was a good story, and second because now the box/jellyfish will have it's dream fulfilled by being recycled, just in a different way.
ReplyDeleteindeed! thank you :0)
DeleteWell told. I can feel his pain and relief. I'm in awe of how well you've created the POV of a cardboard box. 😊
ReplyDeleteThank you so much
DeleteSentient cardboard boxes? Whatever next!
ReplyDeleteWho knows? :)
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