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Do you believe that mermaids are real? I do. Although I never actually saw one but my grandpa did. I love listening to his stories about mermaids. People says that he’s crazy. But I know he’s not. My grandma passed away when my father was young; father said he was so young that he couldn’t remember anything about grandma. My grandpa never remarries since then. My grandpa never told me but I believe that my grandma might actually be a mermaid. The stories that he told me is real, and I believe that it might be his own love story. Father showed me a photo of my late grandma a few years back. The photo was taken on her wedding day. She was so pretty. I liked her hair. It was long and black. Grandpa said grandma’s hair was very soft and it shines. I liked grandma’s eyes too. Grandpa said that I actually have the same eyes like grandma – round and grey-ish. My friends said that my eyes are pretty, and it matches my pale and fair skin. Grandma was probably the prettiest then. Grandpa once told me on how much grandma loves to sing, how good grandma was with the piano. I wish grandma is still alive. I know grandpa and father wished the same too. Oh, it must be very weird that I didn’t even talked about my own mother. My mother ran away when I was still a baby. My Aunt Jenny told me that my mother actually marries my father for the sake of money. She stole my father’s box of gems, and eloped with her lover. But I didn’t hate her, I just don’t have any place for her either in my heart or even in my life. “It’s a good thing that you don’t inherit any genes from your mother,” I remembered Aunt Jenny saying that to me when I was ten. I think what she’s trying to say is that I don’t looked like my mother. Well, scientifically, I have my mother’s genes in me. She is my mother after all, right?
Okay, back to the story. This story might seem illogical. But what you will read further is something that is magical and unbelievable. Most importantly it happens to me, and I’m glad it did. Because this is what changes my life.
I met her when I was travelling on my own. She has that same long and black hair like my grandma. You can tell that she's keeping thousands of secrets from her eyes. But you can't deny that she has the purest heart when you heard her voice for the first time.
When I first met her, it was ethereal. It's like she's not from this world.
