You may ask how a young woman like me could have such an affinity for strange sea creatures. But somtimes life is just like that. For me, the whole obsession started on the day of my birth.
I was born in the middle of a strange unseasonal tempest, in the small suburban town in sunny, sleepy Lake Macquarie. The wind roared and screamed- hail and rain had lashed against the windows for days before my birth. People could sense that something paranormal was afoot.
People walked around muttering, and looking strangely at one another.... what has happened to our sleepy little town they pondered........something was just not right. On the day of my birth, the wind screamed louder than ever - and an unearthly screaming was heard just off the coast.
As I was born, the tempest suddenly faded, leaving the loveliest day ever. A day that has seldom been seen -breathtaking in its supreme serenity and beauty. The only abberation was that passers by reported seeing a tentacled arm disappearing with a lonely trail of bubbles -making it's way to the sea. Biding it's time.
Since that day my destiny has been set.
2 comments:
I heard that you were born on a pirate-ship, which when said holding your tongue sounds oh so funny. (iwas born on a pile of....). he he he
You were a yellow baby when you were born and your a yellow-belly now... TO those reading...BEWARE this salty devil. Beware.
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