I always go to the sea anytime I am angry or bored. I sat there and talked to myself as if somebody else. My parents continued to warn me but I never listened. One scorchy afternoon, mom scolded me for cooking by myself. I got pissed off as usual. As I sat down and threw stones into the sea with tears in my eyes, suddenly, there was a huge splash. something snatched me away. There, I could hear people laughing and singing. 
"who are you?" There stood a young beautiful boy

okay buh dats not enough to be thought about and considered.


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