Drowning Mermaid | Short Story
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Complete Mon, Jan 1, 2024<5 mins
Swimming was the closest thing I could compare to flying. My body felt light in the water. My arms were my wings and my feet propelled me further.
I loved that feeling; the feeling of temporarily having superpowers.
..and I miss it just as much.
Now, whenever more than half of my body is submerged in the waters of salty seas and transparent pools, I feel only fear.
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