Mermaid for a Day

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It was hard going to sleep tonight. I twisted in my covers restless for what tomorrow would bring. A day as a mermaid. What a great deal for me. I had spent all of my time during dinner not looking at the food, and staring out into the open ocean. It was a savage sea filled with things I knew the least about. I was comforted by Armana's prompting to be out of the ocean by sunset. She seemed keen on telling me that part. As if it meant life or death or something else. I could tell she was well aware of the consequences that came with that, but I had no idea what they were at all.

Even if I did, what would it matter? All I had to do tomorrow was make sure I made it to land before sun down. That was easy. When we came back to the house, my mom was ever so curious about the bag I found in the ocean. She even opened it to see if anything was inside. She seemed to see seemed nothing at all while I watched her stare straight at vile of mystical liquid that according Armana was supposed to turn me into a mermaid for a day. The only way to see how true that statement really was could only be done by me drinking the mysterious blue potion in the vile.

I couldn't sleep, and usually by now, I was dead asleep according to my brother constant blabbering when I wasn't around. He had lifted me out of bed several times in the past week, but this time was different. I had actually gone to the beach in our backyard to find Armana, a dying sea witch that would turn to dust if I didn't get her to sea in time. But all of that wasn't revealed in one sitting. No, it had been much more than that. Armana gave the potion twice. The first for saving her by getting her into the water in time, and the second from me dropping it probably in an undersea chasm, which is when she gave me the magic satchel to keep it in.

I hated the fact I was having to wait until morning to see if this potion really worked. It was like tell a spider she couldn't have fly to eat for the rest of the week, because of the fact she had to fast. Well, I can't take the waiting. It was driving me nuts. How could I just wait? I couldn't sleep. So, I guess it wouldn't hurt to just tiptoe out to the sea in my mermaid bikini with my magical satchel without anyone notice. It would be the last day of summer vacation, and it felt right spending it as a mermaid. Thinking this to myself gave me the urge to do it anyway. So, I got out of my soft bed and did just that.

I got ready in the bathroom as fast as I could grabbing my satchel from the kitchen counter as I walked out of the back door to the sea. The beautiful sea. It had been calling to me this entire time. Waiting for me to come to it. It wanted me to become one with its entirety. The feeling kept dragging me down to face the water in its epic beauty. I couldn't take it. I needed to do it now!

I pulled the vile out of my bag after I walked into the splashing surf when it was about waist high. I stood looking onward out to the glorious strips water stretching far beyond what eyes could trace. I took the cork cap off of the vile looking at the gleaming liquid glisten like melted blue diamonds. I opened my mouth dumping the contents into it. The taste of the liquid was richer that honey and filled my body with the sense of an electric chill. Then it came to me.

My soon fell into the water in agony with my legs unable to bear the weight of the rest of my frame. The initially zing from the liquid turned into a fiery, body wrenching pain. My legs felt as if they were melting with the pain of being burned together by flames and lightning working in tandem. Then my skin screamed with the feeling of broken glass penetrating it from the inside out. My feet ache with the sensation of being pulled like taffy in two directions by a sadistic candy maker. Finally, a freezing breeze rushed over my body like as if the flaring pain was being put out by a frosty peace.

I looked to my legs to find a sapphire blue tail in its place with scales overlapping every inch from my waist to my fin. My fin! I had a fin that ended with a V-shaped edge that bent gracefully in the water. I was a mermaid. Holy cow! I looked at my reflection in the water and nearly fell from glee. As the spectacle of becoming a mermaid both scared me by enduring such painful suffering to survive the transformation and invigorated me by noticing the shear splendor of its results.

I saw in the distance towards the house a ball of burning light making its way through the mountains to the valley, and finally, to my house, which was next the beach. In the ocean, I saw a diamond like sparkle shining spectacularly with rays coming and going in all directions. The sunrise had made my tail stand out like a blue disco ball. It was morning again, and I was awake. I was awake, and I was a mermaid.

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