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Ongoing, First published Aug 17, 2013
Some people are scared of the sea. Maybe it's because they don't want to drown or get eaten by sharks or step on a sea urchin or - okay there's a lot of reasons why but mine is pretty different. Imagine that you were still a seven year old girl alone picking some sea shells along the sea shore then suddenly a hand grabs your ankle. That hand belonged to some guy who came out of nowhere who looked like some fairytale prince. He smiles at you and gives you a pretty ring. Since you were a kid and you thought that it's cool, you accepted it and wore it. Then you can't take it off and then he magically transforms into a handsome villain who laughs maniacally and says that your mine forever then he disappears. Wouldn't you be scared?? No? Well, anyway I am so all I did was avoid the sea but it didn't help cause I dreamed about him every Tuesday. Until my sixteenth birthday came and he came. ~yay~All Rights Reserved
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