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"My mother told me one day that men do not like the woman who shows interest in them; men are fine that is the diverged, challenging type, the type that makes them feel that they have to fight to get a cake of their victory.I told her that I do not want to become a cake winning one of them; So you asked me what do you want to become, then Arwa?I replied without thinking: I want to become a nymph.At the time, I was gripped by me, saying that the nymphs are slaughtered in the waves; Because they loved princes who did not exchange them with love ... each of them sacrificed one way or another, and there is no place for a woman who sacrificed the heart of the man.My mother said that there is no place for nobility, and if I wanted to become the owner of one of them, the deception is the only way; I have to be alive ... snake and chamelers as well ...I realized that all nymphs in their real stories turned into the butter of the sea; Each of them did not have the love that she wanted .. They turned into ghosts chasing ships .. ghosts kidnapped men, take revenge onBut I did not want all this ... and the more time I realized the truth of my mother, may God have mercy on her.Some of them, and enjoy the families of others forever, or may have never turned into the butter of the sea, maybe a collective suicide like whales ... sitting on a beach whose sun does not miss and evaporates forever.