Falling Petals

Prologue

I'm a mermaid, hoping to be a human..maybe I will turn to human if I can. Hope I can, but I can be a human..someday.

I always sat on a big rock and I always saw people having fun with there life and me, a mermaid working for nothing. Swim there swim here. A man melts my heart at a first sight. I might fall to him.

He's the only human that is kind to mermaids. He's good looking, he is small but have a big heart and kind.

Scott always visit us. I love the way he looks to me. Uhmm.. I think it's time to introduce myself.

Robyn Wilsons, a mermaid-princess. Daughter of the Lost King. Im'ma tell it to you soon or later why is my dad called the Lost King.

Daughter of King Simon Wilsons. My mom died because of boastfulness. She think she can fight people but not. Sometimes I'm upset to mom, boastful is making her to be an evil queen.

Queen Lily Beth is my mom. Others, call her Queen Boast. I have 3 sisters and 2 brothers. It takes too long to introduce it to you. They are many. It's equal to 6 child in one family.

We are one big family but not united. I left my family because it's kind of weird to have a family with different bloods.

My two brothers are adopted and my younger sister is born with the culture of people. But since I met Scott it's not weird to me since my younger sister have the blood of people or called human.

I live here under the sea. Deep in the sea. Our place is called Land Of People, because people are allowed to visit here but not to sabotage us. We have waterproof lie detectors here. Using it to know if the people is lying.

And that's why it's called Land Of People because the culture here now is the culture of peoples. We have our own waterproof cellphones, own account in Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and etc. and many other types of trends.

We have waterproof makeups here. If you want to be the other girls in the trends we have our own salon. It's called Salon, of course it's called salon. Lol.

But everytime I get so blue I swim up to the rock. The rock is grassy and old. Everytime some rose grew on it I always grab it and smoothly pulling the petals. And saying,

"He loves me, he loves me not."

Every petal I pull I said he loves and the other petal I pulled he loves me not. Everytime I say it I always remember Scott.

Every petal I pull, a tear is falling from my eyes. A knife is stabbing in my heart. I think I'm falling to Scott. But everytime I pull every petal, Scott is visiting us and holding a girl with him.

I turn my eyes to the hands of Scott and the girl holding hands, I'm faking smile to let him know that it is okay to saw him holding girls hands not mine just to see him smile.

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This story is fictitious. Please don't think about it too much. I'm a beginner you might think it was bad but I'm trying my best to improve my technique from writing story.

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