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In the village close to The Ponds lived a boy named Dan. He

was playing with the rest of the boys from the village, but was
struggling to hit his target with his slingshot.

“No not again!” he said as the stone missed the plastic bottle
once again. The other boys were laughing at him.

“You should throw that slingshot away Dan, you will never hit

the target,” said one of the boys.
They are probably right he thought as he walked away from the

laughing crowd.
“Dan! Wait!” he heard one of the older boys call to him.

“Yes, Kyle?” said Dan.
“Listen here, you have to ignore them. You just started to use

the slingshot, you just have to keep on practising. In time you
will hit your target,” said Kyle.

“Thanks, but I think the others are right, I just can‟t do it,” he

said as he stalked off.

Dan decided to go for a walk to get out of the village for a
while. It was a hot day and he needed to cool down. I‟ll go to

The Ponds it is the perfect place to cool down and get rid of this
thing, he thought as he placed the slingshot in his pocket.

Dan walked over the hill and admired the lush green trees and

plants that covered it like a blanket. He instantly felt relaxed, but
when he reached The Ponds he was completely in shock.

There was litter everywhere and the once clear pools were now a

dark brown colour. What could‟ve happened to The Ponds?
Who would do this, he thought? “It must have been the animals

that live here, now that makes sense,” he said out loud.