I spent part of my week on the Northeast corner of the island at a beach named Malaekahana. It was a lot of fun.

On Tuesday, when we arrived, Cayla and Kelly went straight to the beach while the rest of us unpacked. When I went down to the beach, instead of finding them playing in the water, I saw them picking up trash. I was amazed that they thought of the idea without anyone telling them to do it. I joined in and we ended up picking up about three trash bags full of debris that littered the shore.

For the next two days we spent part of our day picking up rubbish that washed up on the beach. On our last day, my dad woke us up and had us go down to the beach to see what he had found, he told us it was something that was probably going to make us cry. What we saw was one of the saddest things I had ever seen, it was a dead sea turtle on the sand. It was dead because a piece of plastic was wrapped around one of his flippers and neck.

The turtle choked to death because of a careless person who let his or her trash go into the ocean. I never thought I'd actually see something like this. It is a sad thing but it is all true. A sea turtle died today because of our trash. Don't you think we need to do something? My family and I want to pick up trash everytime we go to the beach, even if it is only a few pieces. Every little bit counts, even a few pieces of trash can make a difference.

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