The Beach
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Last published Sat, Mar 3, 2018
I'm walking. I feel the sand under my feet. I hear waves. I look around me. I see a sunset facing East. I see a tail.. a mermaid's tail! I try to get my over shirt of as fast as I can. I jump in the water. It becomes stormy. I'm scared. I begin to fall under the water. I'm trying to pull myself up. I can't, someone is holding me. I try to open my eyes under the salty water. I see a man. All I see is blackness..
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