My life is pretty boring. I wake up, look at my bed while contemplating life, and get some breakfast. Today I had some leftover corn. Boring. Everyday is the same.

Some days, my friend brings me food from the outside world. Sometimes she brings me ingredients to make cake or pie, and sometimes she beings me the fresh produce she bought. God I love her.

I walked over to the entrance of my home; a lovely cerulean waterfall. It has vines and flowers growing on the outside. My water purifier is right next to it.

I love in the middle of the waterfall, on the ledge of a cave. It’s actually super beautiful.

I grabbed some cups and scooped some waterfall water into my purifier.

I actually didn’t grow up in this waterfall-cave. I ran away here after my country declared water a controlled resource. There was this legend about a waterfall in the huge cave system thats under the country. The only reason I knew it was real is because my family has a history with this cave. I’m a water nymph.

I heard a zip and knew she was here.

She yelled that she was here to let me know, so I opened the water for her.

She’s the only one who knows I live here.

She has red long hair that reaches her lower back. She has bright, sage green eyes and pale skin. She’s absolutely perfect.

We exchange goods. I give her clean water, and she gives me some food and ingredients. We kiss. We do a little more. We cook together. We have dinner. She has to leave. I’m sad.

My day is boring.