Life After

Chapter Three- Morganna

The one thing I truly miss about the human life is Delilah. Everyday I want to see her. Our friendship wasn't some traditional bullshit. We were brain twins. The non-romantic version of soul mates. She gets me in a way that I'm sure no one ever could. She's like my sister, only better because I got to pick her myself. We could finish eachother's sentences and laugh at the most unimportant thing. The way I miss her is like a constant ache. I never knew you could miss someone so much.

When I first woke after the mermaid change over, well I didn't exactly handle it in the most graceful of manners. In fact I kind of flipped my shit. You would too if one moment you're getting smashed on a classy yatch and the next you wake up in the middle of the ocean to a beautiful black guy with a tail cradling you in his arms. Waking up without legs is the strangest experience, I can hardly describe it. It's like your whole body feels complete in a way you didn't know was possible. You didn't know your body was missing something until that very moment when you woke up. And to be honest having a tail is pretty rad.

Then there's the whole breathing underwater thing. The ocean has smells. Scents that fill you up and envelope you. Smells that dry land couldn't capture. Lila was always a lover of perfume, and I wish I could bottle the scents and send them to her doorstep. It makes me ache knowing how in love she would be with the underwater world I now inhabit. The colors are too marvelous to capture. During the process of awakening all of your senses are heightened and water proofed so to speak.

 

The beautiful black man was the one who saved me. His name is Karsyn, and he awakened me. The process isn't something I really understand but it happens to people who come close to drowning. When your heart is pounding out it's last beats a mermaid, or man in my case, can awaken you and turn you into a mermaid. The transformation happens in a few moments. I think its magic. Karsyn insists there's a scientific explanation. Sometimes when the sea churns and the sky opens up I image Delilah slipping into the water, her head crashing on a rock and me awakening her. It's a morbid thought, but being lonesome brings thoughts into your head that you didn't know you were capable of.