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Grimm the Lonely Nightmare

I'm not really sure how I died, to be completely honest. All I remember was one day I was alive and the next my body was decaying at the bottom of a river. Which is a very terrifying thing to wake up to! Over time parts of me were carried downstream or washed up on shore. I was attached to my finger which had somehow managed to get stuck in a conch shell. It was very boring but the shell made a nice home. The fish were not very friendly neighbors and a crab tried to take my shell away one time. Ugh Hermit crabs are so rude. Years later my shell washed up on shore. I was sitting there admiring how the sun felt on my ectoplasm and along came a girl. She was a small skinny thing with big glasses and freckles covering her sunkissed skin. She had a little metal bucket with her. I watched curiously as she looked and looked until a rock or a shell pleased her and she carefully placed it in her bucket. Then she would move on. I watched her all day and when the sun was shrinking over the horizon she started to leave. I wanted to call out to her but I knew she wouldn't hear me so I just waved goodbye. The funny thing is she waved back. I smiled to myself and lay there in the sand excited for the next day. She came early in the morning and I was so excited to see her I smiled the widest smile I ever had. I watched her with interest. She was very peculiar about what she liked or didn't like. I thought it was quite funny when she found something she was unsure about. She would screw up her face and stick out her lip in the cutest way. Then she would squint her eyes and rotate it around in the sun. If she liked it she'd put it in her bucket if she didn't it'd go back in the sand. She had a smile as bright as the sun and eyes as grey as a storm. She was beautiful and I wished I could watch her all day everyday.

One day she came running towards my shell. I was afraid she was going to step on it but she leaped gracefully over it like a gazelle and right through me. I shook off a weird tingling sensation and I looked at her she stood in the sand. She wrapped her arms like she was cold and looked around with confusion. Worried I tried to approach her but she fled. Leaving me and her bucket alone on the beach.