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Soon the Sundays turned to weeks. Soon the weeks turned into months.
And with time, my joy turned into frustration.
I wanted a friend who I could hang out with. Who I could go to the park with, and get an ice cream, because, you see, I wasn't alone anymore. I wasn't the one last to be picked for the football team, or the one people whispered about.
And Daffy knew all of this. She understood me, like I didn't think possible for anyone too. No longer can you be a disappointment, when someone looked forward to seeing you.
At first it was fine after our conversation. But then my curiosity returned. I wanted to see for myself what Daffy's house looked like. Well, obviously it wasn't a house...
But what was it then?
Then there was some other emotion I knew so much about, but couldn't put my finger on it.
I wanted to spend every minute of my day with this girl.
No, I wanted to spend every second of my life with her.
Maybe she was just Enchanting me, again.
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"When can I see where you live?" I asked politely, looking through my binoculars, as I searched for some interesting creature. I turned them to her, which usually made her giggle, but she stared back stonily.
"You can never see where I live." And she dove off through the murky water. Leaving me standing there stupidly with my binoculars, tears welling up in my eyes.
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The Water Nymph
Fantasy9 year old Mark feels strangely enthralled by the new friend he made by the lake. Daffy waits for him there every Sunday, but Mark wants to find out more, where does she go after their Sundays? Daffy always rebukes him when Mark tries to find out mo...
