Off the coast of Jamaica our ship arrived. 20 dead 22 alive , it was a long night but beautiful morning. What was meant and what happened if ever were the same thing this life this universe is totally out of our hands. Fate is not only the destination but the driving force. From what was concluded through 3 unbearable weeks was that we were to arrive at some port of America called Miami were we would be shipped through out for field labor.

Somewhere in the the middle of the Ocean when the stench of the lower decks where to much to bear the ship commanders decided to bring there merchandise to the land of the alive upon the ship were they could get some fresh air and those whom had already perished could be thrown into the ocean and disposed of.

The last in 4 rows of 20 I stood little of nothing covering my manhood. Near the ocean ass end of the ship. Jump a voice said. Jump. Cautiously I try to turn my head only in the corner of my eye notice a mermaid., edgin'me on. "Trust me You wanna jump." "I'll drown" I mumbled . "Don't worry I can keep you alive, just jump." With nothing to lose I escaped suddenly only to hear the Voices of shock and screams of of despair behind me to the sudden submerge of the ocean consumed every ounce of energy in my body.

"Hey your cute." "What's your name, you gotta girlfriend?" "Kimoto" I told her only to be shocked by the ability to speak not only not drown below water. "How bout you be my boyfriend and I won't let you to drown to death in the middle of the ocean."
"Sure." An I lived happily with the the fear of drowning, ever after... and I ate a lot of fish -lotta fish.

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