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The sun shone brightly, as the wind breezed slowly through our hair. The waters slowly teased our feet as they came near the shore, caressing the earth and running back into its depths. I could see the seagulls searching and scurrying for food. I looked ahead, admiring the horizon. The waters were bright blue, as the sun shone brightly beneath it. It was a beautiful sight to see.



My friends and I were at Sanbana beach. It was summer season, and we were on break after rounding up the semester for the year. We decided to go to the beach for a change. 



"Natasha, come over here" Ashley said excitedly, beckoning me to come.



"I think I just saw a mermaid", She said, smiling like a kid who had just received her Christmas present.



I rolled my eyes at her. Ashley was always one to believe in all these superstitious myths and stories. She believed in Neptune, God of the sea, and the fact that there were in fact other forms of living life like humans in the sea.



"There are no such things as mermaids" Lizzy said to her.



"You can only find them in stories and myths" Lizzy said, pinching the brick of Ashley's nose.



" Ouch! Stop it" Ashley said, a bit irritated.



"I know what I saw, okay, if you don't believe me, that's your problem". She said, walking round the shoreline, looking for more sea creatures. 





Between the three of us, Liza was the reasonable one. Always like the ever caring mother in our trio group. While I was the fun type. Where ever the fun was, that's where I always was. Ashley was more like the younger sister. A bit of a child, but she was also a sea lover. She adored the natural beauty the sea had to offer and the creatures therein. 



I think she had begun to rub some of that on me because I flopped back down on the sand close to the shore, enjoying the view it gave me and the rhythmic pattern of the water which gently seemed to envelope my legs and run back quickly into it's hiding. Appreciating the sight of the horizon was never something I would do before or be so sentimental about but here I was, basking in it's warmth and beauty.



"Come on, let's go for a swim", Lizzy and Ashley suddenly decided. 



I envied them as they playfully dragged themselves and ran eagerly towards the waters. They laughed and played as the brisk waters slowly immersed them in its depth, reaching up to their torsos. They swam for hours, obviously enjoying themselves.



I couldn't swim, which they knew, so they didn't bother to carry me along. I had this ridiculous phobia of water. So, swimming scared the shit out of me. But for Ashley and Lizzy it was as easy as learning how to write.  



After a while, we decided we were hungry, so we took a break to go get some much-needed food. We strolled around the island in search of food after changing into something more dry and appropriate. As we walked, I noticed some people were also there for a vacation. We could see some children on the shore, building castles with sand. There was also a place where music was coming from and people were gathered. We decided to go check it out. Luckily for us, they sell food there. 



The place was beautifully crafted. It was made to perfection.



"What would you like to have"? A waiter came up to us and asked.



Looking down at our menu, there were so many foreign dishes we hadn't eaten before. Apparently, those were their local dishes and were said to be the best. Lizzy, as always, being herself, decided to stick to the foods we had actually eaten before. However, Ashley argued differently.



"For God's sake, Lizzy, we are in a different place which requires us to try different things," Ashley said.



"Okay, okay, how about we try both. Something new mixed with something we have already eaten before." I said, cutting in before they began arguing. I was already too hungry to watch them keep arguing.



After we decided what to eat with the help of the waiter, we decided to watch some swimmers as they showed off their skills in the water. Most people around us also stood to watch the magnificent show.



Watching them took me back to my first time at sea. The experience would forever be engraved in my mind, I thought to myself. We had an excursion back in high school. I had already boasted to my friends of the many times I had been at sea with my father sailing, when in fact, that wasn't true. I lied and forged so many eventful things my mind could come up with at that time in the hope I could pass out as awesome or cool. To my happiness, it worked, and they all thought so highly of me.  



So when the day of the excursion came, and I was actually going to be at sea for the very first time in my life, I remember feeling excited initially. We all were. However, what I didn't expect was how my body would react to my first time at sea. Before I could know it, I felt sick to my stomach. I think I was having motion sickness or rather sea motion sickness, as I'd like to call it. 



While the ship sailed and all my other friends and classmates were so astonished and amazed by the experience of it all, loving the feel of sailing in a ship, I, on the other hand, was in a corner, struggling to get myself on. As if to worsen it, the waves started acting up, roaring voraciously as if we were intruders entering a sacred ground.

My stomach churned, and my head started spinning. I felt like I would throw up at any moment.



I couldn't even think of the pickle I was in. My friends were closely behind me. My attempt to be as inconspicuous as possible proved futile as they observed the kind of state I was in. Right there, I didn't look like someone who had been at sea many times. I looked like someone who was struggling at her first experience at sea. My friends caught on to it soon enough, and in no time, I became the talk of the whole class. My cover was blown. They looked at me with disdain for lying and boasting about things I hadn't even done. Throughout the ride, I felt like diving into the sea and remaining there. It was really an embarrassing experience.

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