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The Secrets of Pimsim Cove won 3rd place in the 2011 GA Novella Contest!A great big Thank You to everyone who read and voted for this story. When Anna McLoughlin’s dad is kidnapped, there is nothing this brave 17 year-old girl won’t do to bring him back home. She finds herself in a fantasy world beyond her wildest dreams, fighting mysterious creatures. Will she find Dad in time? Will she ever reunite her family?
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Only three more hours until we leave for the airport. I was so excited about going back to Pimsim Cove that I packed my bags weeks ago and now I’d forgotten what I had packed. Plopping the big black suitcase onto my bed shook Cassy’s feet off the edge. She pulled her ear buds out and gave me an irritated scowl. “I thought we’d checked this already?” She said, as I grabbed outfits from my suitcases and double-checked each item that she had matched-up. I had to make sure they still looked
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As the crowd of Council Members and Noblemen spilled out into the City, spreading the news of the King’s demise, loud horns blew an unfamiliar tune. People outside were buzzing with stories of the events that had just happened inside of the Palace. Tritons were astonished that Talbot was really gone, yet they were eager to see their new King. Everyone swarmed into the City streets outside the Palace, impatiently waiting for the Succession Ceremony to begin. *** Sean nervously paced a
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The Royal Council and Talbot’s trusted Advisors sat before an assembly of the wealthiest Nobles of Pimsim City. Talbot stood before his Kingdom with his brother, Victor sitting to his left yet the chair to his right was empty. A colorful arrangement of unique looking blooms rested in the empty chair that must have belonged to the late Queen. Sean quietly slipped into the room. I could feel him trembling and knew that he was remembering that the last time he was in this room. He had been fi
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The fat silvery moon sparkled in the night sky and cast a shimmery light across the water. Sean and I swam along the shoreline slowly heading towards home. Neither one of us was in a rush to see the evening end. Returning Talbot’s Ring to him would also be returning me back to Atlanta very, very soon. It was inevitable. That very thought seemed to be clouding both of our minds tonight, but neither one of us mentioned it. We swam along in silence until we reached the long wooden dock beh
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“Almost there.” I softly whispered to myself. Only a few more flicks of my tail and I would be there. The small house, sitting high on the hill, was silhouetted by the dark night sky. The lights inside were still on. Even thought it was really late, it looked like someone was still awake. Swimming was getting easier with every flick of my awesome tail. I had no problem reaching the long narrow dock and decided to climb up the wooden ladder, instead of just leaping out of the water like t
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I couldn’t get out of there quick enough. The stench clung to my clothes. I swear before this trip is over, I’m gonna wind up having to burn these pants. That totally sucked, since my khakis were my favorite pair of pants. Mental note to self, hit the mall as soon as I’m back in Atlanta. I’m gonna have to do some serious shopping therapy. Reaching the illusion of the tiny gopher hole, I breathed in a deep breath of air. It was still stagnant from the stinky water in the moat below,
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I think I’ve had enough of men to last me a lifetime. I swam towards the distance silhouette of the Cove instead of back towards the McLoughlin’s house. Making out the protective stone wall that surrounded the little town and continued into the ocean water, I decided that was the perfect spot to swim ashore. The late day sun was hot as it beat down against my bare shoulders, but it would help dry out my khaki pants in no time. Amazingly, the cute green tank top retained its shape even afte
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The cool morning water splashed over my warm suntanned skin. I shivered as my tail and fins immediately covered with scales. The sensation of the change still amazed me. It felt like tiny electrical jolts kissing my skin as the scales formed. But today, I didn’t care what color they were. I let the lower ones fade to light brown, matching my favorite khaki pants and the scales covering my breast shimmered dark forest green to match my tank top. I ran my fingers over the smooth skin o
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The swim back to the McLoughlin’s house was long. Since, I didn’t know where I was going, I just headed in the general direction of the shoreline. When I could make out the faint lights of the sleepy little town of Pimsim Cove, I knew that I wasn’t very far away from their home. The nighttime water was calm. It was as if the whole world had stopped to observe the importance of the Summer Solstice, but the longest day of the year was now over. Stars speckled the purple night like twinklin
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The feel of the water suddenly changed again as soon as we stepped inside the Palace. It somehow felt thicker and heavier, as if the water had an atmosphere all of its own. The wild currents that blew my hair around my face outside, were not rushing through the dense water inside. It felt good and my hair decided to behave as it fell around my shoulders, spilling down my back in flowing waves. The formalities of the grand entrance weren’t actually as bad as I had imagined. A man holdin
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Swimming deeper and deeper into the ocean, I glanced up at the surface and suddenly understood why the Tritons would celebrate the longest day of the year. The rest of the year the sun’s rays must struggle to reach down to their watery depths at all. I was disappointed when we finally reached the bottom and all I saw was gray sand, all around us in every direction. Rook nudged me with his arm, urging me to continue on along the boring old bottom of the ocean, when suddenly everything c
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The sunrise brought with it the excitement of a bright new day. The house was quiet, as usual, so I raced through my morning ritual. Odd how, back home in Atlanta, I’d never leave the house without some form of make-up on or at the very least a shimmer of sparkly lip-gloss or some brown mascara to cover up my horrible blond eyelashes, but here in Ireland, there was really no use. It would just get washed off as soon as I hit the water. Maybe I would tuck a small tube of raspberry swirl in
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Turning, just in time to control my dive into the cool ocean water, I arched my back and sliced through the water without a splash. As soon as my feverish skin was wet, scales sprouted everywhere. The green sparkly scales matched my tank top. I held my feet out of the water and squealed when I saw that they went all the way down my legs even covering my feet. “Finally!” I whooped and hollered. Sean swam beside me to inspect my progress. He frowned at my floating legs, instead of shari
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“Annaaaaaa!” What was that? “Annaaaaaa!” It hissed again somewhere in the darkness. I sat straight up in bed and listened. “Who’s there?” I demanded, but the silence was thick and heavy. The soft soothing sounds of the ocean were missing. I started to climb out of bed when I heard it again. I jerked my feet back, clutching my trembling legs to my chest. “Annnnnna!” The voice was even closer this time as a dark shadow flickered near the dresser. Afraid to get up from the bed a
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I was so glad that I had forgotten to pick up my cell phone after I dropped it onto the dock because saltwater was definitely not electronics best friend. Sean’s arms were powerful, as he held me tight to his body, as we continued to fall down towards the ocean and landed with a splash. The rush of excitement was intoxicating. Cool water washed over us. I fought past the bubbling waves whirling around me, needing to see his amazing Human body transform into the body of a Triton. The m
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Waking up to the soft sounds of the ocean was lovely. I’d forgotten to close the window before falling asleep last night and the warm breeze rustled something behind my head. When my sleepy eyes looked up, I noticed that the space over the headboard was covered with tons of drawings. They were breathtaking. Even as a kid, Dad had an amazing eye for details. How could I have missed this yesterday? I know that I was a little out of it after fainting, but I must have gone totally guck-brai
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My mind was still a numb mush of goo when I opened my eyes and realized that I was being attacked by some sort of cold wet monster that had wrapped itself around my face. With a strangled cry, I ripped it off and flung it across the room hoping that it hit something hard enough to kill it. Where the heck was I? I rubbed at my blurry eyes and saw the tiny window in the little bedroom was propped open and the soft sounds of the ocean filled the air. I pushed myself up to my elbows, to see
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“Whooo-hooo, I win!” Reaching the front porch felt like crossing the finish line. Of course it only lasted a second. Before I could do a victory dance, Sean was on the porch beside me. “What...is...wrong...with...you?” He gasped for air between each word. He looked pale and clammy and I was suddenly afraid that with his terrible wheezing, that this guy was on the verge of an asthma attack. The roar of a truck speeding up the gravel lane interrupted my concern for him, once I noti
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The walk back to the General Store was long. It felt like someone had filled my shoes with lead weights as I slowly shuffled along the quiet streets of Pimsim Cove. Walking at a snail’s pace, I had more time to look around the small town, unlike earlier when I was running down the sidewalks like a crazy chick. First, when I chased after my grandparents and then, when I tried to recover my stolen bag from the cohort of my evil uncle. Pimsim Cove was actually a lovely and peaceful town. A
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“It’s so not fair!” I grumbled as I stomped up to my bedroom and slammed the door behind Cassy. I was so angry that Mom didn’t trust me to do this by myself. “They treat me like a child,” I continued to rant. I plopped down in front of my computer. A quick search turned up a list of flights from Atlanta to Ireland. “What are you doing?” Cassy nervously asked when she saw the computer screen. “I can do this,” I muttered more to myself, but Cassy knew exactly what I was planning. Cassy
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Cool crisp clean sheets tangled around my legs, as I franticly flailed around my bed, still trying to run away from some scaly boogieman. Thank goodness it was morning. My eyes popped open to the bright Atlanta sunshine. Whoa, what the smurf was I thinking letting Cassy talk me into doing crazy things so late at night, like stopping for corndogs after that slasher movie last night? No wonder I had such messed up dreams. I was definitely going to christen my new journal with every gory
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Darkness filled the empty space. It wasn’t the kind of darkness that was just dim, where you could still make out the outlines of the objects around you. Not the murky with just enough light to make you guess if those were your cute leather Skechers or if they were your suede Rocket Dog boots laying in the middle of the floor. This was the kind of inky darkness that was a total pitch black, gobbling up everything around it. I held my hand out in front of my face, just to be sure that I cou
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“Hey! Stop him! That’s my bag!” I shouted at the guy as he sped away down the bustling streets of Dublin. I still had my Dolce & Gabbana purse slung over my shoulder, but my clothes...my shoes...my deodorant were all gone! What was I going to do now? Dialing 9-1-1 on my cell phone blared an angry beeping sound. It wasn’t until I inspected the screen that I saw the big red letters flashing on the screen: No International Service! “SMURF! No! No! No! You’ve got to be kidding me!” I to
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I don't think any of the boys here will get this!
