"What do you always dream of? You seem to have a good night's sleep lately," one of Dorothy's friends asked.
She smiled awkwardly and shrugged it off.
"C'mon, Dorothy! Spill! Do you have a crush already?"
"Meh..."
"You're blushing!"
Dorothy hid her face away for a moment. The permeated warmth around her cheeks was vivid, but she chose not to show it.
"Be honest! Is it a boy?"
"No..." her voice squeaked.
"What then?"
"Just the ocean." Then she smiled awkwardly again.
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Drowning Memoirs of Finn
Short StoryFin is a word from Italian and Spanish language that means "The End" or "Finish". In Finn's mind, this must be the meaning of his life ever since he was born.
