I was born 162 years ago today. My mother gave birth to me in a cave undersea, and all of my family was around her. My mother looked at me as I cried for the first time. She said to my family, "A child as unique and beautiful as she deserves a beautiful and unique name". So she named me Ursula, which I think is beautiful.
My mother tells me this story on my birthday each year, but for the past twenty years, she hasn't, because she passed away. I loved her dearly, and it hurt my heart, even though many people think I don't have one. Even the cold and cruel are allowed to love, or at least their daughter or son, as I love my daughter. Oh gosh I've gone off on a tangent again. Let's get back to the story.
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The Story of Me, Ursula
AdventureEveryone calls me the sea witch, but I'm not even evil! Everyone needs to know the true story! You'll see! You all will! Cover credits go to 3xXKitKatXx3
