her hard life. What really did they do to me to make me look like this? Sometimes, she suspected that they had put a curse on her but she just couldn't find a way to prove it. So Mara just continued her watch on them, hoping that someday she'll uncover the truth. Mara lay on her bed for a moment and looked around her room. Could it be that while I was sleeping, they sneaked in here and sprinkled a mystical powder making me look like this and transforming into a mermaid? So many suspicions and theories had entered her mind but she never gotten a solid proof. But she had no intentions of giving up. I'm finding the truth whether they like it or not, she convinced herself.

           "Hey Mara, come out here and quick!" the loud command of Cassandra. Cassandra had gone down.                

           What could she want from me this time, she asked