One rainy day Rosie fell to the ground at the point where the Thames river start. As her life began a stone marker marked the start of her travels. All around her were bushes, grass, fallen logs, gooey mud and flourishing trees. She travelled with high hopes for a fun adventure. This was the start of Rosies journey.
As she travelled longer she heard rustling trees, wind that pushed the water, she also saw a man on a kayak sing "Sweet home Alabama!" This caused Rosie to giggle quite a bit. She then realised that they were in the uppercourse. She could see a waterfall in the near distance. She tried to warn the man but her voice was not loud enough.
Her journey continued. She passed through multiple areas. The most notable were small villages as well as small towns. She heard lots of new and intresting sounds such as chattering people, creaking bridges, cars and boats.
Rosie has travelled futher and futher where she ended up in a small city. She unfortunately can see the horrors of pollution. She spent more time there, she can see more and more rubbish being dumped. Rosie could not wait to leave this place.
She travelled towards a bigger city and can already see the problem getting worse. She could see all her droplet friends getting sick. The toxins in the plastic poisoned them. Rosie told them "Come friends these toxins are not good for us, we need to get out of here."
So they ran as fast as they could to get to a safer area. They followed wherever the river took them. They all travelled longer and longer as fast as they could and they managed to get to a new enviroment. This new place was called the ocean. They were all safe and sound, worry free. Oh well atleast for now.
To be continued...
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