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PROLOGUE : OCEAN

"why are you heavily interested in marine life?"

𝘢𝘩, 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.

𝗠𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘂𝗺.
08 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 2023
I remember sitting in the lobby impatiently during 3rd grade, wanting nothing but to teleport home and stare at that aquarium. What a beautiful aquarium it was. Even though my memory wasn't fully developed enough to the aquarium visuals, my heart knew it was a beautiful one.

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09 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 2023
𝗜𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘂𝗺 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁.
It felt as if my mothers soul was in that aquarium. Whenever my mother was feeling sad, there would always be a fish that dies. This kept on happening, untill the aquarium became an empty terrarium.

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14 𝘍𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘺 2023
𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘂𝗺𝘀. 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿.
Ironic how the brightest red coloured fish died on valentines day.
Even if that aquarium is empty, it's beauty still persists. I even find myself more fond of it somehow. An aquarium with no life, like a body with no emotions.

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23 𝘈𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘭 2023
𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗽𝗼𝗻𝗱. 𝗙𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶 𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻.
Big fishes, small fishes, weird looking fishes, you name it. It all exist there. It has many different types of corals and the sandy floor was filled with overgrown algae. Weirdly, the pond was shining, a little. This small pond isolated, fenced with trees. The pond had an underground tunnel which is too deep for my vision. I made it my mission to discover where it led. I have made daily visits during midnight whenever I'm stressed, or happy. I'd tell my problems to the fishes, as they seem to have cared and never judged. This pond was my therapy.

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06 𝘔𝘢𝘺 2024
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘂𝗺 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲.
Mum and 'dad' had a fight. 'dad' was drunk. 'dad' got so mad, it first attacked my mum with his beer bottle, the glass broke on mum's porcelain face, how dare it hurt her. I could only hold my tears as I hide behind my bedroom door. Mum was leaning on the aquarium, it was about to hit again, now with his baseball bat. When dad swung his bat I instinctively screamed and closed my eyes, afraid of being unable to heal from the trauma if I were to look. A loud crash was heard, but it didn't sound like bones. It was the aquarium.

I remember vividly, as my mother's tears were in sync with the aquarium's leak. Their 'tears' pooled as 'dad's' screams fell on deaf ears.

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06 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 23:04, 2023
𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲.
My heart was relieved mum wasn't the one getting hit. But my relief was temporary, for as soon as I took a deep breath, another crash was heard. When I opened my eyes, a horrific scene unraveled: my mum had fallen to the ground as now the pool under her turned dark red. Blood flew from her left ear and some splattered onto 'dad''s white tee. Now, it was panicking. It was pacing back and forth, almost stumbling on mums corpse.

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07 𝘔𝘢𝘺 01:17
𝗜 𝗿𝗮𝗻.
I had no reason to stay with a monster. My 9 year old mind can no longer function properly. I ran, crying. My lungs were on fire as I let my body lead me to wherever. It led me to the pond. I pondered for a while, before I knew it, water had filled my body as my tears had became one with my surroundings. The last thing I saw was the pond getting farther and farther away as the waves had controlled my movement.