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When I was young, I was intrigued by mermaids. I thought the creatures were breathtakingly beautiful and I wanted to become one even for a day. I would spend the majority of my free time reading up on so-call sightings. My favorite Disney film was The Little Mermaid (Still is up to this day). I lived for The Thirteenth Year. I’ve seen Splash. I even watched the cheesy Aquamarine film. By the way, I love that Aquamarine didn’t have that happily ever after ending. Although the storyline was weak, I love the fact that the end stayed open.
I collected newspaper clippings on ‘sightings’ and indulged in fan fiction about these mystical but beautiful sirens.
Then one day, I grew up and my childhood bubble popped.
I still watch mermaid movies from time to time, but I am not as intrigued about them as I was when I was in my fantastical stage. Do I believe they exist? That’s like asking aliens to show themselves just so we can prove their existence. 😛