The fire starts with a tiny spark, then grows bigger onto trees.

A wombat scared and sad, as it can see its home being destroyed by wildfire.

I’m scared, I run as fast as I can, I start running towards water to stay safe from the burning fire.

I trip over, I try to get up but there’s plastic stuck on my legs, like a leech sucks on a leaf.

Tangled, my legs are stuck in plastic. I can’t get out.

I need help desperately.

I spot a human approaching me. I wonder if they’re coming to help me. They cut the plastic.

Now I’m free.