“Hmm…"


    "You’re pulling me in, you know that?”


    ….


    “This is probably my favorite place. It doesn’t get too boring, but never makes me feel uneasy.”Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


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    “I’ll be back soon, alright?”


    …..


    “Ok, seeya.”


    Carol ran back to her house on the hill. Their house was near the shore, and has a really good view of the ocean. Her family had decided to settle down here, away from the city. Port Sihpo wasn’t the busiest place in the world, but it was busy enough for her father, Winten. Her mother Florence, just like her daughter, loved this spot because of how close it was to the ocean.


    Although it seemed nice for now, Carol Ann Poet’s life wouldn’t stay comfy like this forever.