Coney Island Baby || Closed
Belle had wandered too close to the beach this time. It was the early morning and the sun was coming up just over what the humans called an “Amusement Park”. Belle always loved to see the lights at night. She could hear them laughing and playing and wished more than anything that she could too. It would be almost a month before she could go on land. Once a year she could go on land, have all the fun she wanted and then jump back into the sea by midnight or else she would be stranded on land for the rest of her life.
As she admired the glow of the sun on the empty rides she suddenly felt something knock against her head. Her nose felt funny and her head rung for a little bit before she poked her head up out of the water. “HEY!” She yelled, “What the hell was that for?!”