The Window

I love my window; the window that lets me see outside. But today, when I looked outside, I noticed something. The clouds were dark but not storm clouds. Smoke and pollution were filling the skies and making it hard to look outside. I felt sad because every day since we moved to that house, I had looked out that window.

It hurt me because I loved that window, and I felt connected to it. I felt sad for the window, for it was becoming foggy.

Things on earth are changing. The water is murky, when it used to be crystal clear. The blue sky is turning clogged with smoke and pollution. The air we breathe, was once crisp and wonderful, but now we have to choke it down.

When a window, the window that connects you to nature, is dirty and foggy, you start to feel alone. To have a wonderful sense of nature, you need a clear window.

The earth is alone in this horrible journey, when we should be there with it. Barely anyone is there. If the earth looked for us to help it, all it would see is us; being on screens, littering, ruining the land. 

Everything we had worked for here, could one day be gone. We need to help the earth, before it disappears.

People believe we should colonize Mars, but do we actually want to do that? The truth is, if we colonized Mars, we would only make a mess there, like we did here. Why don't we just work to create a better earth, instead of destroying other planets.

The earth is crying and trying to survive, and we need to help.