Brain Farts! Writing Game

Brain Fart #1: Mermay

I just wanna say that this is the stupidest story I have ever written, and by the way it isn't really edited because I wanted to keep it how it was when it was fresh off my brain, so I used the word "screamed" a lot, but that's okay.

The picture says, "What the bloody heck!?" btw lol sorry for my bad handwriting.

  My heart raced. I jumped off the board, landing headfirst in the water with a splash. I guess you could call it a dive, but I wouldn't really consider it one.

  So, yesterday my mom bought me some new jeans that I really love. The problem is that they have rips in them, so I'll get dressed coded if I wear them.

  Anyways, back to the story. My eyes opened wide as I submerged under the water. My vision was blurry for a second, then cleared up a bit. I was so glad that the pool was salt water and not chlorine, or else that crap would've STUNG.
 
I looked around a bit, filled with curiosity at my surroundings. There were many clumps of seaweed floating around, and when I looked down, I could see the brightly colored shapes of coral. I suddenly froze.

  Wait a second, wasn't I just in a swimming pool? And how have I not come up for a breath yet?

  I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't notice the giant man eating shark swimming toward me. Until I did notice. And when that moment happened, I somehow screamed underwater and propelled myself to the surface with a few kicks.
 
  I brought the surface of the water to see the face of my happy friend inches for my own. I screamed and surprise, then looked down and saw the shark below me. When I looked up, I was in a swimming pool, but when I look down, I was in that weird ocean place from earlier.

  My friend went to hand across my face, looking concerned. "Are you okay? We thought you were pranking us when you stayed underwater and then screamed when you saw me. I guess you weren't, then?"

  I stared at her. "Wait, why do you suddenly have a British accent?" I asked, very confused.

  She furrowed her brows. "Whatever do you mean, gov'nor? We've always lived in jolly old England! You have a bloody accent, too, mate!" I screamed, "What the heck is going on here, mate?" I screamed again because I sounded really British.

  Suddenly I remembered the shark from earlier. When I looked down, the shark had bitten me and all of my legs were in its mouth. I looked like a shark mermaid now. My mouth dropped open. How have I not felt a thing? Guess I won't be needing those new jeans again...

  I looked back up to see my friend looking at me strangely. "Your butcher's really pale, lassie. Are you sure you're okay?" I brought my hands to my head in confusion. "How are we getting even more bloody British?!"

  I screamed and closed my eyes, hoping this was a dream. I opened them again, and I saw a ceiling fan. Yes! I was finally back in my room. I set up, relieved. It was all a dream. I stretched, pulled my covers off, and screamed for the millionth time.

  "Codswallop! Why do I have a bloody shark instead of legs?!"

THE END!

Heh hope you enjoyed that little masterpiece. Bye ladies and gents, see you next time, and tag me in any Brain Farts you make!