I'm in the darkest part of the ocean. I have my tail which confuses me, but oh well. I can barely see my hand infront of my face. I decide to swim to the surface, hoping for some light. I swim up and up and up and up, but there still isn't a light. I stop all off the sudden when I hear a scream to my left, then one to my right. I can't see anyone so I swim straight.
No, wait, I see something. There are two red dots up ahead. I swim fast hoping it's a person or something that can help me. As I approach the two dots, they actually aren't dots, they are eyes! Two blood red, sunken eyes stare at me. They get closer. I try to get away because I know what the monster will do to me if it reaches me. Large claws enclose my arms and neck, holding me still so I can't move. That pair of eyes is almost to me.
Closing my eyes I hope that this is a dream, I tell myself that when I open my eyes there won't be any monsters.
I count in my head: One, Two, Three! Opening my eyes, those blood red eyes are so close to my face I can feel the monster's horrid breath on my face. Screaming I squeeze my eyes shut.
When my eyes open, I look up at a blue ceiling. I have blankets tangled around me and my hair is in my face. I sit up pushing the hair out of my eyes and clutching the blanket.
It was only a dream. Only a dream.
The clock next to me reads: 3:05.
I can't possibly fall back asleep now, and I'm really in the mood for hot cocoa. Redoing my hair and wrapping myself in a blanket, I walk down the stairs quietly and make myself some hot cocoa. I lean against the counter in the kitchen and drink my delicious, hot, drink. Thinking about my dream makes me want to crawl up into a ball and hide, so I think about nothing.
When I finsh my drink, I decide to go out onto the patio and sit there till its morning.
Looking outside, I notice the small table is moved and replaced by a fire pit. A warm fire is going, but I'm not alone. Daymon is sitting out there looking at the water.
"Can I join you?", I say.
Daymon jumps a little from my voice, "I see I'm not the only one who can't sleep".
"No, I fell asleep. Had a bad dream", I tighten the blanket around me and lean my hip against the door frame.
"Come tell me about it", he pats the spot next to him.
I don't refuse. Sitting down next to him I tell Daymon my dream. He listened the whole time, and nods his head at the right parts.
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My Second Life
FantasyMalerie is an 18 year old girl who is by the way a mermaid. She is the princess of the merpeople. She has lived with the humans ever since she escaped the clutches of the terrible monsters of the sea when she was 6, the Diru. Malerie longs to be...
