July 26, 2013

Today one of the fish died. It wasn’t really a surprise to me because it had been showing signs of weakness for a long time. I took a fish clip and picked the orange fish out. It looked kind of strange to me because its color is not distributed evenly on its body. When I examined it closely, I was shocked. A big portion of its skin was peeled off, not by itself, but it looks like some other fish had been attacking the orange fish. Is it possible that the orange fish was killed by another fish in the tank? I decided to observe carefully. There are six fish left: one blue fish, one black fish, two yellow fish, one goldfish, and one last orange fish. I sat on the chair next to the tank. I saw that the last orange fish was already hurt, having part of its skin peeled off. In addition, I observed that while all other five fish swam freely in the tank, that one last orange fish always stayed close to the corner, as if it was avoiding a dangerous creature. Suddenly, the blue fish dashed toward and bite the orange fish. However, the orange fish was so weak that it didn’t even have the strength to fight back or swim away. I ran toward the tank and knocked heavily on the glass, trying to scare that blue fish off. When I turned and was about to sit back down, the fat goldfish also dashed and bite the orange fish. I was irritated and knocked on the glass again. Although some people often said that only the fittest one survives, according to the evolution theory, I still can’t stand the thought that the orange fish has been suffering every second from the wound on its body. It can’t even rest because it was frequently attacked by other fish. When I was lying on my bed that night, I can only pray that I will see that fish alive tomorrow.