"NOOOOOOO." I yell. I should have taken a big breath. The storm waves push me down every time i get to the surface. I gasp in ice cold, slowly seeing my vision fade. All is peaceful now. I'm just kind of floating in air. I regain conciseness taking big breaths when i realize, i'm...in water, looking into the vast emptiness of the ocean.
It's then that i realize the movement in the distance, looks a little like a shark. I try to move but my legs won't work. I panic. The shark is getting closer. I close my eyes so i don't watch my death again. But the shark never reaches me, instead, soft arms have wrapped themselves around me and is taking me.
I open my eyes to see a human looking shark. What if its going to take me to its sea cave and eat me. Turns out, it did take me to its sea cove, not to eat me, but to tell me stories and legend of the sea creatures created by the storms waves.
This is my beginning and tale of being a mermaid.
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Short Stories
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