Jocelyn’s POV
When I woke up the next morning, I could see the beach from out of my bedroom window. I also partially remembered the way I took from the beach to where I was. And I remembered my beautiful hero. With another glance at the beach, I decided that I would walk there. I was eager and determined to see her again.
I went over to my dresser, grabbed a skirt, shirt, and a coat, and went down to the beach.
When I arrived, I looked over the soft waves. Nothing.
“Hello?” I called out to the sea. No reply.
Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something splashing in the water near a rock that was a few yards away from me.
Just a fish, probably, I decided.
And with that, I walked down the beach, in the opposite direction.
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The Little Mermaid (My Version)
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