• It was one snowy evening when I decided to have a walk down the park. I saw birds in their nests; dogs in their rightful doghouses; cats roaming around--black cats with red glowing eyes. I had a very bad feeling. Suddenly, when I sat under a tree, someone or something grabbed my left foot and dragged me down into a cold, soft platform, and was unconscious.
    When I woke up, I was in a very warm place. I was in a villa, on a soft bed, and such a cute room! I loved the room! I went to the beach and saw wonderful beings. Such pretty girls and handsome boys. There were also plants, wonderful plants. Suddenly, a man came to me. He said, "Hey, young lady. Ya don't seem ta be from here, lass."
    Oh my gosh! He was so handsome!!! my heart was beating so fast. Snap out of it Yoko! I whispered to myself. I replied, "Uh-er, well, yeah. I'm not from here. Where am I senpai (Japanese of higher grade in school)?"
    "Well you are in the most wondaful place in the world! Come here, join me in my surfing."
    Badumpbadumpbadumpbadump..... KYAA!!!! I turned so red and I slapped my face again. "But I-I can't...in..these...clothes." I was wearing a Moss long sleeve baggy shirt, a scarf, a winter cap, and a very thick pair of pants. Totally for snowy days. Just then, I noticed I wasn't sweating! Cool!!!
    The man said,"Come here young lady, I'll show you a shop for your proper attire."
    What?! Aren't proper attires for in beach...KYAA!!! I don't want to wear it! I stayed quiet and just nodded.
    Minutes later, we arrived. As we enter, I was blushing so red. There were a LOT of....you know what hey wear. I stood in one place. I was very stiff. The man came to some areas to have a choice for me. WHAT?! My heart was beating even faster than ever. Then he came back with his "ChoiceS" for me. "Striped or polka-dots?" he asked.
    Oh no! I was sweating already! I was red as a tomato. "A-anything y-you thi-think wi-will fit m-me..." WHAT?! That was such a weird reply! I mean, for a handsome guy to pick a swim suit for a strange teenager? KYAA!!!
    He came back again a little later. He said, " Why try this on in the dressing room?"
    Now, the kettle is steaming. Try it on? No way. Though the guy was cool,no way. Too late for me to say no. He dragged me into the dressing room and closed the door, waiting outside the door."Here, try it on." He reached me a swim suit. when I reached it over the door. I turned red again. The top was like a.....string for the neck part and string for holding it up in the back. String. Why does it have to be a string? The bottoms had...looked like a G-string. Sorry readers that I described it. I described it because I want to show you how I get embarrassed. "Ya done?" He asked.
    "Y-yeah...." Will I go out? Will I stay? Will I sneak out? AAHH!! Help! I Pushed the door open, slowly. "Ya look hot. That will do."
    Hot?! No one ever called me that-except for playboys in my school.
    Anyways, Sorry pals! Gotta go. See ya in my next episode!