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ET: Writing Competition

Aria
Popstar

Aria wrote:
The mermaid told me a lot of things.
On two sides and different faces.
The mermaid told me about a shark.
Threatening, huge, with big teeth.
She said he was a vegetarian and he was in love with a small fish.
The mermaid told me about a jellyfish.
Stinging, poisonous and invisible.
She said she was unhappy because she could't touch her lovers.
The mermaid told me about a goldfish.
Cute, small, harmless.
But deep inside he knew that no one loves him, they only loves this color.
Only one thing the mermaid wasn't talking to me.
about herself,and she had the two most contrasting faces.

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wrote:
I hope it's right this time aaaaa, had to fix my mistakes!

Ocean eyes

She captured my heart. At the bottom of the sea she was, lying down with her unrealistic but perfect smooth
hair. The color took me by surprise, I could never imagine how flattering it
would look on a mermaid like her. I felt like it all was a dream, something
unimaginable that would slowly disappear right in front of my eyes, but there
she was, still there floating lightly in the deepest of waters. She seemed so
pleased with her surroundings, it made me wonder if she had ever experienced
anything other than peaceful interactions with others. It was like the whole
sea-universe had come together to this magically unique atmosphere creating
this dreamlike state of just living in peace and harmony. As a bystander, I
found myself observing the surroundings and thinking that if we humans had only
followed the lead of the seas nature, we would’ve had a more sustainable world.
We could’ve had it like this, had we only known our own limitations and
strengths that we could’ve used to build up a world saving our environment and
ourselves. For some reason, we choose a different path, the one who lead to
destruction and danger threatening our sea, the animals and last but not least:
ourselves, the human race. I followed the mermaid since Iwas curious about what was going to unravel to her secrets in life. She made me
inspired to think that there was still a chance left to save the rest of the
world, but it would be hard getting others to listen to me. Perhaps she would
give me any advice on how to go further with the idea of saving the planet? At this point I had reached a level to a degree which there was no turning back now, I had taken my efforts
to find the secret world that was so hid from humanity so we wouldn’t be able
to destroy that as well. I knew that I had to reflect on my past actions and
rethink my own image of what being a human means.
…
Now was my chance, I approached her. She looked a bit surprised and intimidated at the same time, because why
would someone like me be here in this secret world? I tried to explain that my
initial goal was to get some advice on how we all could come together to build
up the world again, without having to destroy it any further than what it
already has been. We had a brief moment where we stared at each other and just
observed each other in quietness. Following on, she cleared up a lot of the
questions I had and she also said that I had to make sure that no one would get
to know about this place or else the risk of it going extinct would be quite
high
.…
I know that she sparkled so much because of the way she was living, she had no worries as long as we would
keep it secret and work on our own weaknesses. It was also in this moment I realized
that the love I felt wasn’t towards her, it was towards the greatness of how
she protected the sea.

Private
Popstar

slob wrote:
school gives me an essay i procrastinate lmao

Witheren
World famous

Witheren wrote:
Reminder

Lituirchego
National star

Lituirchego wrote:
Summer. The air was warm and sickly, smothering itself like a blanket, leaving people breathless. Doctor Losewich grinned to himself and stroked his moustache slowly. The crowds were gathering around the tent, little children strained their eyes wide with excitement and their parents nervously tapped their feet. Doctor Losewich’s Curious Show of Oddities was proving to be a star attraction, mostly due to the curiosity hidden in the tent. The cane which Doctor Losewich perched himself upon was sumptuously adorned with a gold lion head and the stick itself was painted black. Doctor Losewich was an old man. He had a hunchback and his hair was starting to grey. His shoes were ill fitting, tight around his arthritic toes. But Doctor Losewich knew he was going to die a rich man. In his many years, Doctor Losewich had achieved many great things; he had become a business man at a young age, he had found and lost love, he had tamed wild animals…but now – Doctor Losewich grinned a little bit more and wrinkles deepened in his face – now, he had achieved the greatest feat of all.

There had been many talks of creatures of the deep, many foolish men who had attempted to find them. These men were imbecilic and were pulled into the depths, lured by the beauty of the sea. Doctor Losewich was not as naïve as these men. He was old and wise.

A small man with a limp appeared,grunting as he acknowledged the crowd. He glared at the children and uneasily readjusted his eye patch before nodding at Doctor Losewich. He moved slowly towards the tent, his head disappearing behind a flap of material before pulling it back out. Doctor Losewich grinned even further and took a step forward.
“Welcome, welcome everybody. I am Doctor Losewich, man of the world. I have travelled far and wide, over the land and through the seas, risking my life to find great wonders of the natural world. This is my Curious Show of Oddities for one night only. And now, it is my greatest pleasure to introduce you to my most treasured oddity.” Doctor Losewich nodded at the small man, who pulled the plastic flap of the tent wider, to reveal the inside. There were gasps, there was a murmur of excitement which buzzed in the air and the crowd made their way inside. In the middle of the tent was a tall glass box, supported by thick brown rope, fastened to rusty metal hooks. The box was filled with water, something floated inside.
“Introducing Athena, my mermaid,” bellowed Doctor Losewig, raising his arms and tapping his cane on the box. The mermaid turned. A woman screamed, leaving silence hanging in the air. The mermaid was pushing on the box, throwing herself at the box, trying to escape her glass cage. Her tentacles curled furiously, frightening the crowd. Doctor Losewig laughed. Indeed, this was his greatest capture. And she was going to make him an incredibly rich, old man.

Baileyyrosee
Living legend

baileyyrosee wrote:

Ad0xa
World famous

ad0xa wrote:

Ad0xa
World famous

ad0xa wrote:
Are you gonna enter? :3

Kadse
International star

Kadse wrote:

Deep sea child

Little sea witch, little creature
From the sea's depth you stem.
Wearing colors, like a treacher
Almost divine it might seem.

Sacrid colors, sacrid flesh
Rose and blue you shimmer.
Only lies, skin engraved
Your insides misfavor.

Lure the mortal, lure the man
Pull him deep down under water.
Down to the rotten, he must go
To feed the devils daughter.

- by Kadse

Private
International star

PixSkata wrote:
keep in mind (14)

Gravitation
World famous

Gravitation wrote:
Seashell

Oh how she searched everywhere, including the deepest underwater caves, where the bravest fish would not dare to enter. The seashell, gifted to her by her father, was nowhere to be found. Suddenly everything else did not matter. How could she live without the last memory of her father?

It sang his songs, it played the tunes of the waves and above all else, it smelled like him. But he was frowned upon. Dispite his efforts and potential, every single sea creature loathed him. Even the tiniest starfish and prawns wanted him gone. When their wish came true, she felt responsible to clear his name. Alas, no one listened. Instead, her most precious belonging was taken away, just like her father.

A man was not supposed to set foot in the land of fish. His feet had walked the earth and his lungs had breathed the air. He did not belong and she knew. His faith would soon be hers. A half-breed would never make it in this world.

Though she could not go without the seashell. They could try slitting her tentacles, ripping her hair, clawing her skin and feeding her to the sharks, but she would fight with all her power. No matter what, she would make sure to find it and when she did, she would treasure it for the rest of her life.

Private
Queen of Pop

luminescence wrote:

Shelley

There is always a dark side to every fairytale - for mermaids as well. Not all mermaids are good and friendly. They can be cruel and their only purpose is to hurt others. Looking beautiful on the outside doesn't necessary mean that they're beautiful on the inside as well. This is the case with Shelley - the mermaid who turned poor human beings into seashells.

Everyone in Shelley's family has a special skill. When they reached the age of sixteen, they developed a special skill that no one else could master. Shelley's big sister Pearla was the first to gain her special skill. She could turn objects into shiny, precious pearls. The next one was Delphine, who gained the ability of communicating with delphins. Shelley was the last to develop her skill. However, it was far more powerful than anyone else's. She could turn living things, such as animals and humans, into seashells.

You may wonder why would anyone need a skill like that. That's what Shelley thought at first too. But one day she was attacked by humans. Multiple fishermen accidentally saw her and tried to catch her with a fishnet. Shelley was in shock - it was the first time she encountered humans. And that day Shelley knew that all humans were evil, and she must use her power to turn them into something beautiful and harmful - seashells.

Shelley's family started to wonder why her room had started to fill with so many beautiful seashells. It was very suspicious because they lived in area where there barely was any seashells. Shelley tried to keep her secret, but one day her parents realised what was going on. They kicked her out. Shelley was breaking the most important rule that the mermaid community has - stay away from humans.

She didn't stop using her special skill. Instead, she became even more eager about it, almost obsessed about catching humans and storing the seashells in one place. To this day, the pile of seashells is still increasing, and nothing in this world could make Shelley believe that humans are not evil.

- THE END -

Toraix
World famous

toraix wrote:

why

Foam tingles my sides as we bathe inthis enormous tub that we call home.
You learn to breathe air with meand sometimes your voice becomes so silent when you try to speak.You haven't tried to walk with me onthe beach at night, even though I insist you could.I beg you to take your first stepsbefore we all would freeze in tar.Finding you, after my beach adventure,eating a small plastic bag, was a shock. As you're tearing it apart you wonder why
it doesn't taste the same as before.Especially, I say, that's why weshouldn't be here anymore. You can't seem to recognize me anymore.Your tentacles are grey and fragile,but you never let me take care of them. I start to forget why do I even try to keep going with you.One day I can't find your beautifulcurls anymore, when I get back from my nightwalk.As I look for the last time the sea, Ithink, I'm going to leave this place for ever. And no mermen or
mermaid nor Mother will see me dive into the waves' bottom to find dead seashells.

Private
International star

BlackCatGirl1 wrote:

Octopus Girl

She was one of the most beautiful creatures that ever existed in the ocean, and one of the most intriguing as well. Her whole appearance exuded beauty and mystery, beauty that stood out amid the blue and infinite immensity of those waters.

Her skin gleamed as the low light reached the depths of that place. The colors of her body, especially of its eight tentacles, stood out for their fanciful coloration in shades of lilac. Not to mention her hair of the same tonality that fluttered harmoniously in the middle of that scene.

The docile and sweet creature spent her days quietly in that environment, exercising his hobbies that brought her so much fun. She let her body dance with the flowing waters, and when she got bored, she went out looking for new and different seashells for her large and colorful collection. The octopus girl liked shells so much she wore them as clothing too!

One day she saw a small octopus, of colors so similar to hers, hiding in a small shell, which was quickly carried away by the current. She decided to follow that little creature, hoping to rescue it. But also guided by their curiosity.

She began to follow the seashell that was being carried by the sea current without noticing that the distance from the ground and surface diminished. With the movement of the waters the tide ended up taking the object towards solid ground. The octopus girl realized how dangerous it would be if it stayed in the sand and the tide didn’t bring the shell back into the water. The little octopus was life-threatening.

Then, without thinking twice, she swam toward the shell. She managed to grab easily, but at the same time another pair of hands — similar in shape but different in color — also holding the object on which the octopus was hiding.

The moment both hands met, their eyes turned from what they held to each other's faces. The large, bluish eyes with long, platinum lashes of the octopus girl met the browns eyes with a delicate, cheeky face. Those brown eyes stared at her with the same curiosity and perplexity.

They stared at each other for long seconds. Each one observing characteristics of the other. The octopus girl admired the white skin in contrast to the child's dark hair and eyes. The young human child stared in admiration at the lilac scales and tentacles and the hair that seemed to be platinumed in the moonlight of a creature that looked like it had come out of a fairy tale.

The break in eye contact occurred when the small octopus that was still hidden in the seashell began to come out of its hiding place toward the sea. They both looked at the little creature and it took no words to know what to do. Both lowered their hands at the same time submerging the seashell underwater, in seconds, the octopus dropped its dark ink and swam toward the vast ocean. The two girls stared out at the sea to make sure the tide wouldn’t carry the creature toward the sand again.

When the octopus girl realized that she was still holding the shell, she ended up releasing delicately, letting the object be held by the girl. When she saw the gesture, the child hugged the shell as if it were her most precious possession.

Before the octopus girl could swim toward her home, she realized that a strange object was being carefully placed in her hair. She didn’t know, but that was a hair comb. A golden hair comb, unlike anything she’d ever seen, which shone brightly in the moonlight. She ran her hands through her hair until she reached the accessory, so unlike anything she had ever seen, but so luxurious and majestic. She simply loved it, stating it through a smile so wide that made the child reciprocate with an even more contagious.

The two beings so similar, yet so different hugged goodbye, knowing that this was a unique moment, which probably would never be repeated.

The octopus girl swam toward the ocean, but before diving she waved to the child who waved back. She saw the girl being called by other beings identical to her, but higher, in a language she didn’t understand. This was her time to dive and swim back home.

She could not get the smile off her face for her newest gift. A gift that she would treasure and use with pride. That accessory wasn’t a seashell, but had just become her most precious treasure.

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It’s the mesmerizing voice that lures her to the beach, like it does every night. The voice belonging to a celestial being; reminiscent of a sea creature, basking in the ethereal moonlight and glowing amid colorful. Its scaly, iridescent tentacles shine and she’s hypnotized by its effervescent movements. She can’t explain why, but it feels as if it- no, she, is calling to her. Guiding her home, restoring all that was once lost.

Tonight feels different.

When she looks up, no longer lost in thought, she realizes that she’s watching her intently. Beckoning her to come closer. And even though she’s a mere two-legged creature, she takes a step forward as if under a spell. It doesn’t scare her that she’s unable to breathe underwater. Her bare feet brush the sand, and it’s a freeing feeling. One she’ll miss. There’s a lot of things she’ll miss.

But it won’t matter.

She gulps and succumbs to the water, allows herself to surrender. It’s a vulnerable moment for her, but everything feels so familiar and welcoming. It feels like home. Her, the creature’s voice, is crystal clear, and she reminds her of sleepless nights and wordless lullabies. Ones that are all too soon devoured by the break of dawn. Ferocious is the sea, my darling, and who would’ve thought that falling in love with the sea would be this fatal ?

She won’t return.

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