Daily story, January 26, 2025

She jumped in the puddle and kept sinking. With three feet of water over her head she found that she could breathe. I’m a mermaid, she thought. I knew it. But with water in her lungs, she sank and sank. She landed with a crack on somebody’s dropped glasses. It was dark down here. There was no great city of mermaids below the city she lived in . She kicked her legs. She didn’t know if she would make it back to the surface.