Green water

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a memory, taken from the pages of Merlin’s diary. Where she wrote the entire thing which happened back in mid summer in June, 1999. The exceptional beauty of the beach and the strange thing that she and Nelly encountered and which she still experiences it though the years have passed.

Submitted: July 03, 2013

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28 June, 1999

It was midsummer of June and extremely hot in the day. The last week I had gone to Mexican city with my friends- Josh, Nelly, Linda, James and Gregory.

It was an amazing experience to be there as it was my first time that I had gone out of my country alone with my friends. The best part was to attend the concert of the new budding singers whose names I hardly remember now (which is quite unfortunate) but I assure, though they were new, they were extremely talented and power packed.

 I never wrote a piece before but today, am writing because I want to read this script again and again to make myself believe that it had happened. Where I and Nelly had seen it with our own naked eyes.

As, I said, it was mid summer. Coming back from Mexico was so annoying and we were so restless to move out again. That’s when Danny came up with a pamphlet of a resort, it looked catchy and so we departed with our complete craziness loaded in our heads.

I tell you, the resort was a beauty, the back end of the resort was the start of a beach. Exceptionally neat and clean. The room was pretty capturing, the paintings on the wall were mostly of different abstract, it was dark and green covered with moss and females with long ear lobes and knee length hair, with inward fitted hands and palms raised upside down.  And most of it did not make any sense at first but three days later, I and Nelly knew what those pictures meant.

I hope I am going pretty good and not boring you.

We decided to stay for a week in the resort, within 3 days our skin were more affected by chlorine than the sun burns. That’s when Mr. Charles the attender of our room (Who I know that he knows everything about this extraordinary pretty place.) proposed the idea to go to the beach. We departed in the evening at around 4.00 and walked barefoot.

The skin were red and sore but soon relieved by the welcoming cool water which was again a beauty. It was still, clear and immensely green. Green like moss but it was not a moss or any type of algae.

It was just a proper scene of a sunset seen in any typical love story movie. ( I am not fond of it.) We dived deeper and could meet many stunning exotic spices. I swear, we were the only ones present in the beach as though this pure beauty was not discovered yet.

We were just wandering around and we saw a lone Tonga cart. The wind was hot and the horizon was bright. It was getting late but the scene captured us and we waited till we saw the illusion of sun dissolving into the sea.  The slight rustling sound of the surrounding trees and the silent ripple of water rung in our ears. We had started to depart to our resort that was then we heard a slight screeching sound and hurried our glares all around us but could not see a thing. Our guys let go of it and we headed back to  the resort.

Not long after that Nelly discovered she left her pouch over the black rock. Oh, I forgot to mention, there was a rock so dark in color that in dull light no one could see it and moreover, it was located towards the start of the water body. Anyway, I and Nelly went back alone. It was humid and quite just the night creatures musical concert.

We found the pouch and it was illuminating like a glow worm. Nelly was scared to pick it up. In that silent time we spent, we could easily hear our deep breath. I grabbed the pouch and something hit my arm and pulled me down. I could not let go and could feel Nelly calling me and she was tugging to my waist.

The silent beach was all echoing with our mighty squeal. As we hit the water, the brightness underneath blinded us for a while. We could clearly see and that's what startled us, it was a mermaid right in front of us. I know you won’t believe me but it was so. The stories seemed true. A pure beauty and she was unclad. Her tail was long and slimy and glittering blue. Followed by her amazing glowing red hair.

For a while, I and Nelly stopped screaming and was just wonder-struck at that species. She looked at us and talked. Whatever language it was. Her voice was sweet and mesmerizing.

Then suddenly she shook us by the shoulders. I was amazed by the strength in that sleek body. Nelly tugged my elbow and eyed to my other side. We were surrounded in a circle with different mermaids. Evenly shape but different looks and fin colors.

They were singing in higher voice and like a group of piranhas prying on their dish they were all set on us.

I nor Nelly do not know how we ended up in the resort room and most amazingly, we do not know for how long we stayed underwater.

The next day, welcomed us with the sun at its peak. We could not tell our little adventure to any of our guys for they would just consider it as a prank. But I dare say, Nelly had the pouch in her wardrobe and it still shines in the night and we still hear the sea voices.

 

 

 

 

 


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