As you still on the gritty and cold sand, eating the melted Vanilla ice cream. You start to want to forget about how Minnie embarrassed you. But as the more you think about it the more you want to cry, the ice cream you began to eat, starts to melt faster covering your how hand in a sticky and cold mess. You try to sallow the ice cream but everything you try to sallow it, you try to hold back your tears. Snot starts to run down your nose and you lose your appetite. You throw away the ice cream on the shore and the water comes up to engulf it. Now you're just left with the cold and unappetizing kebab, you are about to throw the kebab into the sea and before that, you hear a woman's voice. "You're not going to throw that, away are you?", you stare at her and hide the kebab behind your back, flushed you try to hold back your tears and rub your nose to stop it from running. You say nothing and start to regain yourself from Minnie embarrassing you. As you regain yourself you take a glance at the women sitting beside you on the shore. As you stare at her longer you start to see how pretty she is, pale white skin, long white hair, a petite semi-little body, and brown eyes. She wears a white slim gown, no shoes but is endowed with a bit of gold jewelry. "Hey, so how long are you going to stare at me until your dead?" the woman says in a curious yet continuous tone. You look away from her avoiding eye contact. After a while, you muster up the courage to say, "I was staring at you because your very pretty". The woman laughs, "What an odd person you are! Hey, kid what's your name?" You answer back in a loud mumble "Y/N". "Okay Y/N, if your so upset, how about you trade me that kebab and I'll tell you a story?" the woman says. You don't say anything and just handed her the kebab then sat beside her.
"Long ago when I was around your age" the women begins, "I loved the sea very much, I always went out to the sea looking for food with my friends." She looks up to the night sky and giggles a bit, "my friends were the dorkiest people you ever met. They played with me and sometime stole my food when I wasn't looking. After that I got so mad at them I used to fight for my food back and always win." She sighs, you stare at her and think that you should go back but you don't want to leave just yet or it would be too awkward if you met again so you stay and wait for her to continue the story. The woman begins again "Half the time when we were to go get food we had to swim. But, everything changed when one of my closest friends got trapped in a ship and died due to a person killing them." You look at her with shock, you answer right back "THEN WHY DID YOU CALL THE POLICE?!" The woman looks back at you with a calm face but you know deep inside she wants to cry and blames herself for not helping. "When your me there's nothing you can do about it but fly away for that place with the catch of that day or else they would spot you and kill you right on the spot" the women answers. Fly? You mean walk? You start to think about what she means by flying, it isn't possible for a human to fly without an airplane. You think nothing of it and she continues seeing that you are ready. "When I arrived back everyone asked where my friend was, I answer that she's gone. All of my friends beat me up and took the catch away. When I came back home there was no home the others had already destroyed it." You look at her again and answered with a confused face "How did they destroy your home without causing a ruckus?" She answered back "They did cause a ruckus, but everyone was too afraid to stop them." She continues, "Since then I was an outcast, they always stole my food and beat me up making me the weakest one. Many others started to target me, and they did the same thing too. Soon enough I was bruised and had overworked myself" As she pauses, she stares at you and you start to see bruises appear on her body, from her face to her feet is purple and blue spots. You stare at her and close your eyes and when you open the once again you stare at her face and her skin is clear and no bruises are on her face so there's now to worry about when you stare at her face a bit more you realize that there was nothing wrong with her face, to begin with. However, you start to wonder if your mind was just playing with you or did she really have bruises on her face. She catches you staring at her face and says, "Do I have something on my face?" You answer back in a quick manner trying not to look suspicions "No, Nothings wrong at all." She starts to wonder and begins to tell the story again "Anyway when I was going out hunting for fish in the afternoon at the same time as always, I saw something on the near the beach and that's when I met him."
To be Continued . . . . . .
Hi, Hi Tofu~chan here! I hoped you enjoyed the chapter I couldn't tell if it was too long or too short since I am writing this on a computer in a word document :p. Anyway I had no idea how I was going to tell the story in a very detailed manner since the point of view had switched to the women and she had begun that flashback but I had thrown that idea out since it would become confusing, and I don't like doing that thing where it keeps on switching the POV for some reason I just don't like it so I tried to keep it still on the reader's POV and it was quite stressful. So, hopefully, tomorrow I will have the next chapter updated after 5:00 (well around that time or very later).
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The Capacity Of the Sea
Short StoryYou are separated from your friend on a beach trip on an island that is well-known because of the beach and sea life because of them embarrassing you. You go out to hide with your melted ice cream and meet and a young woman sitting on the beach. Sh...