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Tuesday, December 16, 2008 |11:36 PM

She strapped on the seatbelt and got ready for the ride. She did not know what to expect. She later on found herself underwater, marveling at the beauty of Ariel's world. Surprisingly, she can breathe. Adrenaline rushed through her, exciting is too weak a term. As the end apporached, a multitude of whales was in sight. Then there she was, swimming amongst them while they serenaded her and before she knew it, it was done.

Unlike Humpty Dumpty, she stood on a wall. It was high. Her heart was pounding for there was little room. It was a slim walkway. She looked down while the strong air brushed against her face. It was surely no less than 50feet. She was not typically afraid of heights, but this was different. This was too much. The pool looked like a little, blue puddle. Afraid as she was, she really wanted to jump and take a dip in the pool. It was an unexplainable want that needed to be satisfied. She gathered the courage. She was actually ready to die just to get to the pool. So, she took a leap and apparently, it was not so high after all. There was even a vertical ladder with two or three steps and before she knew it, she was standing beside the pool.
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I do not like dreaming but sometimes, those that stick to my mind are worth keeping.