Kiki Kiwi & Friends – The Travelling Trash – Page 7

Sybil looked worried. She felt bad she had dropped the blue plastic bag. She had seen on her travels what happened with litter. She knew where the bag would end up.

A black cloud moved overhead and fat raindrops began to plop on their heads. The rain grew heavier as the sky darkened.

“Looks like we won’t be having a picnic today!” said Kiki Kiwi. “Let’s come back tomorrow for our picnic,” he called as everyone scurried for cover.