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Fanny was sitting in front of a lake. Her legs kicked in a fast fury. The young girl felt raging confusion. She hated water, the taste, the look yet loved the feeling of it. Well not love, love is too strong of a word. The way that it would ripple from above her feet. The noise of the water calmed her down and distracted her from her parents.
She imagined herself being a mermaid. She didn’t really like mermaids but she would rather be one than be here. Forced to go on a camping trip with her parents and newly born brother. It sucked. She threw an ice pop stick in. She watched it move and watched then at her reflection.
Her tannish face and dark blue eyes. Ones she never seemed to care about until now. She wished this wasn’t the only part of her mother’s side that she had, worst of all it wasn’t even her mom but her grandmother. She never met the woman, she died before Fanny was born.
She hated thinking about negative things. Whenever she’d talk about it her mother would always tell her to appreciate the life she has now because she isn’t an adult yet. She is only a mere eight year old child. A child who is pure of heart and hasn’t seen the worst.
“Fantasia, come here,” her father said. She hated her actual name and she hated being interrupted even more.