13

I dip my toes
into the salty sea,
feeling the water caressing my soles.
The day has finally come-
I am now thirteen years old.
I continue to sit on the edge of the pier
dangling my legs within the cool waters,
waiting.
Waiting for what I have been anticipating
my whole life, waiting for this very moment.
Within seconds I feel my feet begin to fuse together,
tingling.
The skin on my legs begin to split, like many tiny slits,
forming millions of shining scales from my waist down.
The sun glistens off my new form as my neck begins
burning.
My fingers fling to my neck, feeling gills that are too dry,
waiting for water.
I wiggle my body off the pier and into the sea,
ready to swim...

By K, Copyright 2013