~Syrinia~
My name is Syrinia. I live with my Father and one sister. My father is a king and my sister is the next one to be the ruler after him. I was the youngest so she got the throne. I don't want it anyway. I'm a mermaid. Mythical creature with a fish tale. You probably don't believeme but it's true. I have a tail that's a light brownish color but also orangish.
I live in the ocean. My family and the rest of the mermaids live by an island that isn't on maps. I've seen maps, there do fascinating.
There are many things said about mermaids. Some true and some false. We can't go into the sun because ate skin will burn. We don't usually eat humans. We eat sea plants. But some mermaids do eat humans. They pull men into there traps and eat them. Mermaids are beautiful and we can sing. Beautifully. That's how we have pulled them in. I have only done it once. I felt sick to my stomach once I realized what I did. Mermaids don't have magical powers or anything but we can talk to sea animals and breath under water. We also have sharp teeth. Kind of like sharks. If we do attack men the sharp teeth come out and are eyes turn into this silver color. Mermaids aren't very fond of humans. They are like the mistake of our kind. Not mixed with other creatures. I have seen humans on boats that have passed by. They are fascinating. Well to me. I have seen clothes on them. Mermaids don't wear clothes. The girls grown there hair out to cover them selves. The men didn't care if people saw them without anything on. Our tails are kind of like pants. I think that's what there called. I'm not sure. Mermaids are strong swimmers. It's what we do all day so we have to be able to swim almost non stop.
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It was night. I was swimming around my room. Well it's more of a cave.
My friend Kristanna was out hunting. She was one of the few that ate humans. She always tries to get me to try it again but I always decline. My sister does it sometimes. She does because are mother did. It's a way she feels closer to her. Our mother died when she was hunting. She was killed by a group of men that believed in mermaids. They tried killing out our species. They killed almost half of us. That was years ago but it still felt as if it happened yesterday. My sister got injured from them. Part of her tail is gone now. It's hard for her to swim but she still tries. It's what keeps us alive.
There was a tap on my shoulder. I turned to find my best friend. She had an evil look in her eye. She always did when she was finished hunting. She hugged me and kissed my cheek.
"hey." She said. Her english was a little shaky. Mine was even worse so I shouldn't be complaining. My sister Hollie was amazing at talking how humans talk. So was my father.
"hi." I said back, smiling.
"I saw your sister earlier. She was fighting with Bethany about going hunting. She wants to go so bad but the tail thing." Kristanna said.
"I feel bad for her. If I could I would switch places with her. She doesn't deserve to have to lay around all day and weep. That should be me. I don't have anything better to do". I said.
"Don't talk like that. And besides you have time to obsess about your little human obsession." She said with a smirk on her face.
"I don't obsess. I find it a little interesting. There's this thing they have called poetry. I found a book of it along the reef. It's so beautiful". I realized I was talking to myself when I felt water being pushed against me. Kristanna was swimming out. I saw her blue tail trail behind her as she moved it up and down.
"Thank you for leaving in the middle of are conversation". I shouted.
"Your welcome". She shouted back.
I laughed. I went to my closet. It's where I kept all the things I have found over the years that have belonged to humans. It may seem like I'm Ariel from the little mermaid story but I'm not. I don't have some prince and there's not an evil octopus trying to ruin my life. At least I think it was an octopus. The writing was almost totally faded from being wet. I found the story in a book I found.
I looked around. I had some books and little writing utensils. I had a little sculpture of a horse. They look nothing like sea horses. I had a few other things from a sunken ship. It was a big ship. My family passed it when we were migrating. It read "Titanic" on the side. It was huge and I saw so many things in it. I could only grab a few things with out my father noticing.
I laid down on my bed. It was actually a clam. A giant one. It was surprisingly comfortable though. I fell asleep but kept my tail moving to stay alive. Mermaids are kind of like sharks in that way.
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Not my best story but I was watching pirates of the caribbean in stranger tides. I got an idea do I decided to write. Also it's very short because its like 12:00 and I'm tired.
~Orange Juice
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