It all started one day, a little girl standing at the seashore. She's not just anybody but your grand daughter.
She could feel the cold dead air piercing on her skin, picking up bottles and cans and not seashells. Leaving a foot print in the sand but no more clean. Splashing water and playing around then next day you'll find yourself laying on the ground.
The Ocean looks dead, how strange it looks normal to her sight. Not a single fish swims nearby- goodness she'd never seen any in her existence.
Dark water coated the whole planet, far from the pictures she ripped from a book way on many years before today. How pity no one dared to save such a beautiful nature and now look around, its all like an impossible dream.
Every time she looked at it, it makes her awe. Imagine that deep blue oceans, colorful and different creatures and unique stones underneath, wait a second let me think what do they called it-aha its 'corals'.
With an imagination, what if she is you and you is she. She'll more effective warrior of sea than you.
I'm sure she'll cherish the water because she knows to live without those. She'd never seen such a heaven. She'll could live here forever.
Her mission is to save the ocean; clean and maintain. For animals, humans and the next descendants. Forbid plastics that took years to decay, replaced it with bags that are eco friendly.
Haven't you heard the pleas of endangered species? Crying out loud and gasping for water to breath. They are dying, the pollution is killing them and we, people dos nothing. She could have save them.
But....
It's all a dream.
Your grand daughter snaps to reality. That's the world she's living, dirty polluted and slowly dying. She can't save the ocean, its too late.
If only she could go back to yesterday and change everything in any way. Maybe it's an amazing place like how the computers described it.