  I always have the strangest dreams, ever since I can remember. The first dream I can remember, was when I was 5 years old. I was on a boat in the middle of the ocean with my mom, dad, and brother I think my aunts and grandfather was there to. When I lived in Florida around 3 & 4 during holidays we use to go out on my aunts boat a lot, and my dream had the same setting as that boat, but it seem like we were in the middle of the Pacific in this funky little boat that could only handle intracoastal waterways and coastline.
It was a bright sunny day in my dream I was sitting on the edge of the boat and I was in my swimsuit I fell backwards into the water I could see my family through the water panicking above me on the boat, I was falling back slowly, I wasn't scared at all I could of very easily swum back up, and I would of been safe, but I wanted to go swim (I'm a water baby) :). As I swam father down it became darker until there was no light, and I realize I could breath, but right away I could feel something was wrong. The water had a grey smog color that's what was making it so dark. I looked at the floor of the ocean and there was no life it was competely dead, just sand, I felt this sadness in my heart, and I kept saying to myself, this is wrong, this is wrong what have humans done to the earth. Then I felt like something was behind me, following me. One part of me was thinking it might hurt me, and the other part of me was thinking it might want help, so I just kept swimming.
Then I swum around, it was the skeleton of a shark, but it still seem to be alive, it was swimming and moving around just like a normal shark would of been. It quietly swam away. Then I notice off to the side there was this huge pyramid of shark skeletons stack on each other. I felt so shocked, and depressed. How could this happen? From then on I've never forgotten that dream it's been 12 years since I had it.
I know it doesn't sound like a 5 year old would have a dream like that, but I don't know why I have such strange dreams, maybe I'm a schizophrenic, and it only comes through my subconscious. I learned how beautiful and delicate, this world is, and it made me the person I am today. I respect and care about things deeply, and I hope the world as a whole will start too. 
