the aquarium

This is my aquarium ticket. I keep this because it’s the first aquarium that I ever went to. I remember this because I went with my family, but that was the only time. Really what I mean to say is that each one I’ve been to since I have always gone on my own. This particular aquarium I remember was really run down and there were not many type of fish in it. I mean you get your basic fish and everything, but I always remember that there was a little turtle and I think this is what made me like turtles so much.
I do think its so strange though. I go to aquariums to escape and feel free, but all the fish are locked up inside massive tanks. They always look so sad like they want to escape. I remember thought that the first aquarium I went to had this one tiny tank with five huge silver fish in it. They were just swimming around bumping into each other, not a very nice situation to be in. most of the fish that live in the tanks have probably never been free in the ocean, they’ve all been bred in captivity. They must be so sad knowing that. I feel so sorry for them. I think about setting them free sometimes but I’d never get away with it. I’d have to plan it so much and then I’d never be able to do it alone. Look at them, don’t they look like they’re saying ‘help’. ‘Help me, get me out of here. Help me be free, please…just help me…help!’