My New Life Is a Fantasy

Chapter 1

It's.. a mermaid tail...

"What should I do... how can I walk on the shore if I don't have legs.."
I'm scared and feeling lonely..

Why..?

Why does this feel familiar..? And most of all, how did I end up in here?

I don't remember anything, except my name. I'm lost.
But it doesn't matter for me. Seeing this beautiful sight, made my heart a little calm.

I started swimming farther. I can feel the water that goes through me. I can see variant of fishes.

"Wow, mermaid tail can swim really fast!" Said myself.

Then suddenly, a little fish accidently bump onto me while swimming. And then I ask "Oh my, are you okay?"

"Yes.. I'm okay." Said the little fish.

"YOU CAN TALK?!" I said it with a surprised face, my eyes barely came out while I'm holding both of my cheeks.

"Uh... of course! We can talk, if we can't talk, how are we supposed to communicate?" Said the little fish again.

"Well, that's not wrong or either right.." I said to the little fish.

Then a bunch of fishes came.
"Are you okay sweetie?" Said another fish.
"Yes mommy! I'm okay!" Said the little fish.
"Then let's go home!" Said another fish who got a deeper voice.
"Okay daddy!" The little fish answered.

"Bye-bye Ms. Mermaid!" Said the little fish while waving one of those little fins.

"Good bye!" I said while waving my hand.

"I guess I have to go home too." Said myself.

Then suddenly, I realized something.
"Wait a minute.."

..

"I DON'T HAVE A HOME!"

I panicked and put both hands on top of my head while swimming back and forth.

But, something is bothering me.
Why should I care about it? It doesn't matter right? I just feel empty.

The same question is ringing inside my head.

"Why?"

I don't want to think about it but instead, my chest hurts so bad. I feel like I can die anytime, but I didn't. How can I live in this beautiful sea..? When I'm just not the perfect creature..?

I can swim everywhere I want, but, my heart can't go anywhere than the shore. It tells me to go to the shore, but I don't want to do it.

It feels like, I have shattered the heart of mine, and I have to collect it. But why? What is the purpose of collecting it?

Will I be happy if collect that pieces?
I wonder..

"Should I go to the shore...?"

I feel sad, but, I don't know what is the reason.

"Is it wrong for me to be alive in this world..?" Said myself again.

"You should probably check the shore!"

What..? Who is it..? It's not a familiar voice, but it's a familiar word..

"Could it be..?"

To be continue

Creator : Chat_Blanc29