Prologue

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Marks POV:

"Come on sweetie lets go!" Mom said happily with a beautiful smile. We pack all our things for the beach and I had an excited look on my face. I was six and was with my family in California. My mom and dad were both talking, while I was playing in the sand, my sandal slipped off from my feet and . I tried to get it back but then I tripped and drowned. The ocean pulled me farther away from the beach. I thought I couldn't make it back out there but then something pulled me out and brought me to it. I didn't know who it was but I last saw it was her face-beautiful brown coffee eyes that sparkled in the moonlight, skin as soft as feathers, and hair that was wavy light brown which was beautiful. She got me back to shore by carrying me and gently putting me down on the mushy wet sand. I wanted to thank her but no matter how hard I tried to find her in the ocean she already disappeared.

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