Sports illustrated swim search

Hello all,
I am still newer to the hobby and have been wanting to learn more about the process of trading cards. Every google search I have tried to do so far has been bringing up mainly topics regarding how to sell them, invest in them, etc. While I am not opposed to selling cards I don't want/need, I still think it could be nice to just outright trade when possible.
I often hear stories about people trading but have been struggling to find decent info about it.
Does anyone have recommendations for a place I could find that info, or do you have some advice to give to a relative beginner? At the moment mainly interested in learning more about trading sports cards and gaming cards. TYIA

Yesterday and today, I spent an hour trying to find a video I used in a project, so I can link the video's creator, but I just can't find the video.
When I search for "cute asian girl dancing" , I get 44k results! Not very helpful. In fact, even when I search for the video's name, "pexels-rdne-stock-project-8113100-1080x1920-30fps.mp4", I get 44,000 results! I found the creator, RDNE, but they have a zillion videos and photos and after 45 minutes scrolling as fast as your site will allow, I'm giving up. How often does this happen?
I feel like what you call search filters are barely worthy of the name. You shouldn't have a search field where people can type, because it leads one to believe they can find something from text. I'm not sure if your contributors are all tag spamming, or if you just don't use tags when someone uploads, or you limit tags to 5-10 general things, like "art, technology, sports", etc., but whatever the reason, the result is you can't find anything specific on your site, beyond these general topics.
Searching for "cute Asian girl, black dress dancing" produced a video of a little black girl and an Asian boy, which shows you have some sort of tagging (good work!), but it also shows you don't limit results to videos containing all the tags and there's no option. My favorite kind of search engine requires all the tags and if there are no results, removes the must include function. I also got videos of cats and guys wearing space suits and all sorts of other stuff, which your servers wasted my time and your resources serving to me as I scrolled and scrolled, to no purpose. Eventually I gave up and went through my browsing history till I found the right page.
The result of a poor search engine is that creators like me, who would love to use the images and videos on your site will never see the content we would use, because it can only be accessed by scrolling for 12 hours, through completely unrelated and unwanted content. Finally, like me, after scrolling through stock they do not want or need for countless minutes or hours, they will likely get tired of it and go elsewhere. I was going to try using Google to search your site, since this has worked for me in the past on other sites, but most folks won't bother to do this.
Please indexing your database properly with descriptive text. You can do this now using AI tools such as BLIP or Deepboru, so it won't me much work, but will add so much value to the site. You have such an awesome resource here and I feel like you're letting down your contributors, because their work can't be found using your search tools. If you improve your search engine, you will probably greatly reduce unnecessary site traffic while multiplying the number of stock images and video being used.

I'll keep this as short as I can lol
I'm currently looking to get a 600cc class sport bike, and was hoping for some advice on which one to choose based on my needs. I've narrowed down my search to either the Yamaha r6 or Kawasaki 636. To start off, I would mainly just be street riding, no track days or anything of that sort (I know a 600 class sport wouldn't be ideal for this type of riding, I've just wanted one for a long time and have owned dual sports, cruisers, etc. already) I won't be doing anything too nuts with it, but I do want something with some solid pickup. From what I have heard, the r6 is pretty dead in the low rpm's and really comes to life when you hit 9-10k, the 636 has slightly more pickup in the lower rpm's and still a lot of top end, though this is probably due to the fact that it is slightly larger. I was also considering something like the ninja 650 or r7 since they have the parallel twin rather than the inline 4, which would give them more power in the lower rpm's. As of right now I am leaning towards the r6 because I have always been a fan of yamaha and I love the sound of the inline 4, but wanted to get some feedback from people who have owned these bikes, as I have never ridden a super sport before. long story short, I would like something that is reasonably tame but still has some pickup in the lower rpm's, and if needed can rev high and really take off.
Also, I have previously ridden a 2020 CRF250L, a 2009 CRF450X, a 1985 yamaha maxim 700, and a 2014 yamaha VStar and was wondering how a 600cc sport would compare to these bikes in terms of speed and acceleration. I can read all the spec sheets I want but hearing it from someone that owns or has owned one of these bikes is much more valuable to me :)
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Sorry for the long post, and any feedback is appreciated.

I am trying to archive every game manual scan from the Master System, Genesis, NES, Super Nes, and N64.
I had no problem finding every North American manual for every system except the Genesis. Weird. There are over 100 North American missing manuals that do not exist online as far as I can tell.
My plan is to clean them up when needed by cropping and removing ugly watermarks. I will then post the sets.
Does anyone have any of these games already scanned or if possible would you be able to scan your originals and send them to me?
Chavez II Demolition Man FIFA Soccer 97 Foreman For Real Frank Thomas Big Hurt Baseball Fun 'N' Games Gadget Twins Generations Lost Genghis Khan II Great Waldo Search, The Hardball '94 Hit the Ice Hook Head-On Soccer Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade IMG International Tour Tennis Jack Nicklaus Power Challenge Golf Jammit Jennifer Capriati Tennis Jeopardy! Sports Edition Jerry Glanville's Pigskin Footbrawl Kawasaki Superbike Challenge Krusty's Super Fun House Lemmings Leathal Enforcers Liberty or Death Magic School Bus, The Marko Mary Shelly's Frankenstein Mickey's Ultimate Challenge Micro Machines Mighty Morphin Power Rangers - The Movie Minnesota Fats - Pool legend Muhammad Ali Heavyweight Boxing Mystic Defender NBA All-Star Challenge NBA Live 98 NCAA Football NFL 95 NHL 97 NHL 98 Nigel Mansell's World Championship Racing No Escape Normy's Beach Babe-O-Rama Outlander Pac-Mania (Using Mega Drive Version) Paperboy (Using Mega Drive Version) Pele Pele II Pete Sampras Tennis Powerball Predator 2 Pro Quarterback RBI Baseball 4 Race Drivin' Revolution X Roadblasters Rock N' Roll Racing Rolo to the Rescue Romance of the Three Kingdoms II Rugby World Cup 95 Saturday Night Slammasters Sesame Street - Counting Cafe Shanghai II Skeleton Krew Socket Sonic 3D Blas Speedball 2 - Brutal Deluxe Spider-Man (Acclaim) Spot Goes to Hollwood Super High Impact Super Hydlide (Using Mega Drive Version) Super Volleyball Tecmo Super Bowl II Tecmo Super Hockey Tecmo Super NBA Basketball Tecmo World Cup Thunder Fox TNN Bass Tournament of Champions Top Gear 2 Toxic Crusaders Toys - Let the Toy Wars Begin! Triple Play - Gold Edition Trouble Shooter Troy Aikman NFL Football Ultimate Qix Uncharted Waters Venom - Spider-Man - Seperation Anxiety Wardner Warlock Wayne Gretzky and the NHLPA All-Stars Wayne's World Wimbledon's Championship Tennis Wiz 'N' Liz World Cup USA 94 World Series Baseball 98 WWF Raw WWF Super WreslteMania X-Perts Zany Golf Zero the Kamikaze Squirrel

While it remains unknown when the jerseys will go on sale in the retail sector, fans will be given a fun Halloween gift when the Seattle Seahawks roll out their much-anticipated throwbacks in late October. - Corbin K. Smith

I have a relative who has had a "Skoda Octavia 5 Sport" for around 12 years and I have seen it multiple times. Recently I searched the car on google but I couldn't find a single picture of it, nor could I find general information about it. What exactly is going on?
Basically it looks like a Skoda Octavia II facelift, but on the back of the car it says "OCTAVIA5" instead of OCTAVIA, and "SPORT" instead of TDI/TFSI/VRS.

I want to do the 5k iron man run however I’m having trouble signing up as when I search on google I get a registration for something including cycling and swimming when all I want to do is run a 5k If anyone has any advice or has done it before could let me know how they did it I’d be grateful thank you

I was swimming in Benalmadena and when I got out of the water, I stepped on something and felt a sharp pain in my foot. I checked what happened and I had a little blood on my sole but I didn’t see anything left in there (like a needle or glass).
I started walking home and the pain got worse, at one point I could barely walk. I finally got home, washed myself and in 10-15 min my foot was swollen and the area was red and hot.
It didn’t get any worse than this, the pain was maybe a 7 and the foot started going back to normal after an hour or so. I couldn’t step on it 100% for the rest of the day and it was still uncomfortable the next day.
So I was wondering - what bit me? I searched online but I really don’t think it was a jelly fish or a sea urchin (I was very close to the shore, in ankle deep water). Do you know of any sealife in the area that could sting?

Apologies for the frequency at which this post is appearing, as I have yet to find what I am searching for. I don't believe my standards are excessively high, but perhaps I simply don't have enough time to communicate and would rather arrange a meeting if we seem to be a good match. In any case, let me share my story.
Once upon a time, there was a tall, nerd, and not-much attractive guy pero pwede na who woke up one morning, looked at the sky, and thought, "Well, this sucks." He knew there was only one solution - to turn to the all-knowing oracle of modern dating: T̶i̶n̶d̶e̶r̶ Reddit lol.
With his trusty cup of coffee in hand, he set out to find someone who shared his thirst for knowledge, someone who could keep up with his nerdy quirks, and someone who he could eventually take on 'friendly' dates (whatever that means). He wasn't in a rush to jump into anything too serious too soon, but he knew that someday, he wanted to find someone he could build a meaningful and caring relationship with.
So if you're a fellow lover of coffee, learning, and all things nerdy, this tall drink of water might just be the partner in crime you've been looking for. Dating at times feel like a job hunt doesn't it? So I thought it’d be fun to write it in a mock format just like a resume! LOL

About me

An old soul as older people I spoke with would say, into business and investments, frustrated law student, can drive a fucking 10 wheeler truck (sarcasm towards people looking for someone with wheels), no ex issues or sabit, can provide a certificate of no relationship (kahit wala naman talagang ganon haha).

• I'm 5'10", medium built if that matters, resides in quezon city. I would say that I'm not that much attractive but would consider myself very hygienic.
  
• I'm an INTJ, Aries, if you’re into MBTI and believes in horoscope.
  
• Loves to read self-help books as I love to learn and motivate myself along the way.
  
• I'm the kind of person who doesn't follow the herd blindly, even if it means standing alone in a field of conformity. My principles are like a compass, always pointing me in the right direction, even if it's not the most popular route. In short, I'm not afraid to swim against the current, as long as it's in line with my beliefs.
  
• You could say that my communication style is like a triple-layered cake: serious, meaningful, and sprinkled with a healthy dose of humor. Sure, I may come off as awkward at times, but that's just my way of keeping things interesting. After all, who wants a bland and flavorless conversation when you can have a deliciously complex one? So, if you're looking for someone who can engage in a thoughtful discussion, crack a few jokes, and still leave you with something to ponder, then look no further.
  
• I'm what you might call a clean freak with a creative streak. As someone who's a bit OC (okay, maybe more than a bit), I can't stand to see a messy or cluttered home. But don't worry, I'm not the type to wait around for someone else to do the dirty work. I take pride in noticing when something needs to be done and taking care of it without being asked - it's like a satisfying little victory every time. And when it comes to interior design and home decor, I'm practically a pro. I'm always on the hunt for the latest and greatest tools and gadgets to keep things looking fresh and stylish. So if you're looking for someone to spruce up your space and keep things sparkling clean, I'm your go-to guy.
  
• I'm not in the business of putting people down - unless we're talking about the volume on the stereo (badum-tss!). But seriously, I believe in treating others with kindness and respect, even when it's not the easiest thing to do. After all, life is hard enough without having to deal with someone else's negativity. So let's lift each other up instead of tearing each other down, shall we?
  
• I set feasible goals and actively pursue them.
  

Here's a list of my favorites:

Movies/Series	Music	Places	Activities	Books
Godfather	Radiohead	Paris (not yet)	Cycling	The Daily Stoic by Ryan Holiday
Sherlock	Eraserheads	Coffee Shops	Painting	How to Win Friends & Influence People
Castaway	Chicago	Cebu	Roadtrips	Meditations by Marcus Aurelius
Forrest Gump	Ebe Dancel	Japan	Diving	Start with Why by Simon Sinek
Homeland	Urbandub	Rome (not yet)	Piano	Atomic Habits by James Clear
Before Sunset	Frederic Chopin	Canada	Travelling	How to think like a Roman Emperor
The Office	Eminem	New York (not yet)	Cooking	Letters from Stoic
Big Bang Theory	Dr. Dre	Maldives (not yet)	Film & Photography	48 Laws of Power
Breaking Bad	Elton John	Marrakesh (not yet)	Badminton	The Intelligent Investor

Pros:

• Responsible (Good credit score, no debts, no criminal records, and self-reliant)
  
• Curious type of person, who's ready to listen and craves to learn a lot of things
  
• Doesn't do drugs and is not a heavy drinkealcoholic.
  
• Respects your views and accept healthy criticism.
  
• Actually appreciating the things you'll do for me, and showing it. If you cooked a big dinner, saying thank you is nice. Doing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen is even nicer, and in my opinion, should be the norm. The cook doesn't clean. If someone does something for me, I'll show them that their effort was appreciated instead of just accepting their generosity and then running off back to whatever I'm doing.
  
• Accepts responsibility for one's own actions and does not try to blame everything or everyone else.
  
• Doesn’t play online and computer games
  

My preference:

• Someone who has a strong passion for accurate and comprehensive learning, maintains a normal BMI, and is beautiful and easy on the eyes - I believe that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes (no offense intended towards plus-size women!).
  
• High standards for what she wants and is not afraid to communicate it.
  
• Craves knowledge too. Love and isn't afraid to try new things
  
• Passionate and proud about something they've been working on/have done/are planning to do
  
• Confident about what they want but isn't in-your-face about it.
  

Let's take a break from stressing over the mundane and focus on the important stuff - like what will make us happy for the rest of our lives! Share your thoughts on how we can achieve that and let's get this happiness train moving! Oh, and if you're curious let’s exchange photos first!

I'm from south-east europe.. . I've been looking for chats/friends. All the good stuff. I'm into music, anime/manga/youtube, ,video games, history and animals. I'm mostly into old music and into ton of sports as well like tennis/basketball/football/swimming... Also like to hike and do kayaking as well.
Send me a chat and tell me about your day/life/things you like/what brings you here, or whatever you want to talk about :)) Got 1 exams left and stuck at home nowadays srudying for exams,so got ton of time to text. Just looking for friends from diffeent places and idc about time zone cuz I generally sleep late. Also would be cool to have workoout/progresa buddy too

I'm from south-east europe.. . I've been looking for chats/friends. All the good stuff. I'm into music, anime/manga/youtube, ,video games, history and animals. I'm mostly into old music and into ton of sports as well like tennis/basketball/football/swimming... Also like to hike and do kayaking as well.
Send me a chat and tell me about your day/life/things you like/what brings you here, or whatever you want to talk about :)) Got 1 exams left and stuck at home nowadays srudying for exams,so got ton of time to text. Just looking for friends from diffeent places and idc about time zone cuz I generally sleep late. Also would be cool to have workoout/progresa buddy too

I'm from south-east europe.. . I've been looking for chats/friends. All the good stuff. I'm into music, anime/manga/youtube, ,video games, history and animals. I'm mostly into old music and into ton of sports as well like tennis/basketball/football/swimming... Also like to hike and do kayaking as well.
Send me a chat and tell me about your day/life/things you like/what brings you here, or whatever you want to talk about :)) Got 1 exams left and stuck at home nowadays srudying for exams,so got ton of time to text. Just looking for friends from diffeent places and idc about time zone cuz I generally sleep late. Also would be cool to have workoout/progresa buddy too

What do you think of when you hear the term ocean? Do you think of sitting on the beach, watching the waves hit the land and just feeling good? How you stand in the water and the tides gently enclose your feet and the sunlight reflects on the wide water surface?
Or are you thinking further ahead? Are you thinking about what is really beyond the shore? Are you thinking about what you can't see? Of what lurks deep in the absolute darkness of the sea?
I thought until recently that the ocean was a fascinating place. The sheer size made it, in my eyes, a wonderful place for sea creatures and a whole other world is down there that we can't see with the naked eye.
Originally, I was also planning on doing a job that had to do with the ocean. Not boring jobs like fisherman or captain of a cargo ship, but much more something along the lines of marine biology. After all, I wanted to explore things myself and not just swim around bored on them. I don't have to have a profession for that. I could do it that way, too. However, this desire disappeared long ago after I found the message of my recently deceased grandfather.
He was also a "sailor". At least that's what my parents always called his profession. At some point, he had suddenly stopped doing that and seemed extremely afraid of the sea. We suspected that his long working hours on the high seas simply had a negative effect on his psyche and caused an actually unfounded fear in him. He had also never explained to us why he was so afraid of the sea.
You must know that the house I live in is not a new house. It is the house of my great-grandparents. They built it and we have lived in it ever since. My mother, my father, my little brother and me. The original plan was that the house would be passed down from generation to generation. And we still had tons of old junk lying around in the attic that had probably already taken root there.
Anyway. My mother had persuaded my father to move out of this house. I didn't care if we moved out of that house, because our new house is closer to my friends and to my school. It would only make things easier for me but otherwise not change anything.
On the day of the move, I entered the attic and we moved some of the stuff stored there into the moving truck. My brother had just put away a bag of weird stuff and a small inconspicuous box caught my eye. Since I needed to know if the box and its contents were relevant to our move and should be saved, I opened it and looked to see what was inside. However, I could not find more than a dusty envelope.
Without giving it much thought, I opened it. When I read the first line, I was puzzled.
"My dear family, if you are reading this letter, either I have died or you have actually gone through with leaving this house..."
I didn't read any further, as the "dear family" confused me a bit. My eyes wandered to the foot of the letter. Signed by my grandfather was "Love, your grandfather."
I started to grin and looked behind me to make sure no one saw me. I suspected they were just my grandfather's farewell words prepared long before and wanted to be the first to read them. I folded the paper and put it in my pocket. I brought the rest of the things from the attic downstairs and we drove off to our new home. In the evening I fell into the bed that was in my new freshly decorated room, completely exhausted.
As I threw myself on the bed, I noticed the folded paper in my pocket. I pulled it out and noticed that it had become somewhat crumpled in my pants pocket over the course of the day. Fortunately, it was still easy to read everything. So no big deal. I rubbed my eyes again, yawned, and then turned my gaze to the unfolded page.
"My dear family, if you are reading this letter, either I have died or you have actually managed to leave this house. Or both.
I have left it up to fate when this information reaches the light of day. Once the information reaches the light of day, it should be ready to be received. I want to emphasize at the outset that none of what I am telling you here are figments of my imagination. I am tired of these confused looks from my children and I just need to somehow get rid of what happened to me. Writing this down currently feels like the only solution.
Where do I start? I was the assistant officer of a large transport ship in 1957. Our goal was to transport toxic substances such as sulfuric acid, cyanide, nitroglycerin and many other substances. We stored these substances in a special storage room on the ship, which could only be entered with protective suits. The cargo was very dangerous, so three times a day someone had to check the situation in this room. It had to be ensured that the substances did not come into contact with each other and that no substance escaped uncontrolled.
Although I was second officer, my help was seldom called upon because the chief officer always emphasized that he had everything under control. This did not bother me. On the contrary! It gave me the opportunity to perceive this transport as a real vacation. I could lean back and let the first officer do his job. And yet I still had authority over the rest of the crew. No, not that I would ever abuse the power I had. But I felt powerful nonetheless.
I spent most of my time in my cabin, attending to isolated crew matters, but otherwise didn't have much to do. I finished my daily work so early that I could relax early in the afternoon, and even before the night when everything went downhill, I went to bed early. I only got rid of my shoes. I left the rest of my uniform on. I closed my eyes and shortly thereafter sank into the realm of dreams.
I was rudely awakened by a member of the deck crew. He was visibly in stress. Bathed in sweat and with a worried expression on his face, he shook me awake.
"Wake up! There's an emergency!" he stuttered. I exhaled a little annoyed.
"How can I help you?" I said in a slightly annoyed voice.
"We're not alone on the ship. I went down earlier to check on the cargo. There I found that it had disappeared!" he explained in a somewhat shaky voice.
"When I tried to find a lead for the disappearance, I found a body in the canteen."
I looked at him in disbelief.
"You what? Show me that body immediately!"
I straightened up, put on my shoes and asked him to take me to the corpse in the canteen. Once there, I saw the body of one of the security men. His limbs were stretched out. He was lying on his back. His eyes were staring at the ceiling and his mouth was painfully wide open. It looked so unnatural. I checked the pulse and found that the sailor was right. He was dead. I tried to gather my thoughts and instructed him to sound the alarm.
After he disappeared, I checked the rest of the body. I saw deep scratches on the chest and a black liquid oozing from the body openings caused by the scratches. I did not dare to touch the liquid. Shortly after, the deck crew member came back, breathing heavily. He told me that he found the body of the chief officer on the command bridge when he tried to sound the alarm. Furthermore, he said, something had devastated the command bridge and disabled the alarm.
I asked him if he had sent out a distress call to surrounding ships while he was on the bridge. He replied in the negative. I got angry and yelled at him why he didn't do it right away when he was already there.
"Where is everyone else anyway?" I asked him as I grew louder, visibly overwhelmed with the situation.
"I'm sorry, officer. I was already on the lookout for other members of the crew. The doors of all the cabins were open as I made my way through the sleeping quarters. But nowhere could I spot anyone on the way to the bridge," the frightened young man said in a shaky voice.
"What's going on sailor! I demand answers!" I shouted at him.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened either. When everyone was already asleep I was simply completing my patrol when I noticed the missing cargo and the body. And then I immediately came to you because your cabin was the closest. I don't know what happened either." he answered me intimidated.
"Then we must assume that we are not alone. Someone must have stolen the cargo and caused the death of our comrades" I said while pulling my pistol from the holster on my belt.
"We go to the command center and send out a call for help. After that, we'll go to a lifeboat until we know what's going on."
The young sailor nodded, slightly uncertain. We walked toward the top deck and finally arrived at the hatch. I lifted the hatch a bit and peered outside. It was pitch black and extremely quiet. The lights on the deck were off. I heard nothing except for the restless waves of the ocean crashing against the wall of our ship. I squinted my eyes, hoping to make out anything, and I could dimly make out a human-looking figure that seemed to have its back turned to us.
Relieved, I was about to open the flap when the figure turned its head to the side and I noticed the extremely wide open mouth of the creature, which was equipped with strange protuberances, one of which I thought was the tongue. At that moment, I can tell it like it is, I almost shit my pants. I was shaking all over and felt like my heart was stopping.
"What's going on officer?" asked the sailor.
"There's something out there!" I whispered in a frantic voice and immediately closed the hatch again.
"We don't enter the command bridge through the main entrance by the top deck, but through the stairs behind the cabins. There's something up there and I'm not going out there under any circumstances," I explained to the sailor.
"What's out there, officer?" the sailor asked in an anxious voice.
"I'll explain as soon as we're safe," I replied, stuttering slightly.
We were making our way to the command bridge when we heard footsteps in the immediate vicinity. And they were getting closer. I wanted to be careful after seeing that thing on the top deck and peeked cautiously around a corner. My breath caught in my throat when I saw what was below deck with us. A strange creature that had taken over the human body of a comrade was walking in this guise towards the canteen and thus, fortunately, past us.
The creature had a human body, but its eyes were blacker than night, on the neck of the human body it had gills, and on its hands it had webbed fingers and regular claws. The mouth also had these disgusting protuberances and the tongue was considerably long. The skin was chalky pale and this strange black liquid was dripping from this thing onto the floor. Along with the footsteps, the thing was making sounds that sounded like a cat hissing. I tried to stay calm and we stayed still and quiet until we couldn't hear the thing anymore.
We then crept to the command bridge and carefully locked the door behind us so that the thing could not follow us. I immediately went to the radio to send a call for help. I paid no major attention to the officer's body.
"Hello? This is Deputy Officer Harper reporting, we need assistance immediately. We found bodies aboard the ship. One in the mess hall and one here on the command bridge. We..."
But at that moment, the lights went out, as did the radio, and my heart began to beat faster. Something had cut the power. My eyes wandered to the sailor who was looking at me worried and scared.
"It's all right sailor, they've probably still heard the most important part. We'll just get to the lifeboats and then everything will be fine," I said in a calm voice, even though I was freaking out inside. I took a deep breath, knowing that we would now have to go outside to get to the lifeboats. We suddenly heard a bloodcurdling scream that I guessed was coming from the lower levels of the ship, and it was clear to me that whatever was on the ship could not have been human.
I opened the door a crack and peered out. I couldn't see anyone. Presumably the things had mostly retreated inside the ship. I made my way outside and pointed my pistol in all directions. Nothing.
I instructed the sailor with a wave of my hand to come out and follow me. He followed my instruction and we tiptoed to one of the lifeboats. But there I remembered that lowering the lifeboats makes a big noise. I instructed him to get into the boat and when he had both feet in the boat, I lowered the boat down. As the boat approached the surface of the water, I heard the screaming again. This time louder and closer and I realized that they had noticed us.
Without hesitation I jumped over the railing into the lifeboat which was about halfway to the surface. Just as I landed on the boat I heard the screaming from above and the windows as well. It was a miracle that my landing in the lowered lifeboat did not seem to have any serious consequences for the boat. The sailor helped me up and we saw the creatures pressing their ghastly grimaces against the window panes and trying to break the glass with their bare hands. When I looked up, where the screaming was also going on, I saw two of the things climbing on the railing and getting ready to jump.
I raised my pistol and fired a few shots at the creatures. The first shot hit one of the creatures in the head, whose lifeless body detached itself from the railing and fell next to us. At that moment our boat reached the surface of the water and we immediately loosened the chains that lowered it and began rowing for our lives. A few of the creatures broke through the glass and crawled through the broken windows.
But we had already been able to put distance between us and the ship as the waves came to our aid somewhat. I breathed a sigh of relief in the hope of having escaped, but when I turned around the sailor looked at me with a broad smile. His eyes were black and gills had formed on his neck. I backed away, startled. He jumped at me and we started a scuffle on the small lifeboat. I tried to grab my gun, but the thing had learned and tried to snatch it from me. A few scratches it landed on me. Thanks to my martial arts training, I managed to overpower the thing, level my weapon, and kill it with a well-aimed shot to the head. Shaking and exhausted, I fell to the ground as the shot cleared and the thing tumbled over the edge of the boat into the sea.
I felt a nauseous feeling come up inside me. I threw up into the ocean and I could feel myself slowly going black. I was about to lose consciousness. I can't quite describe what happened next. It may have been my imagination, because I was about to faint. But shortly before I lost consciousness, I could see two huge white eyes in the water, which opened under the water surface and looked directly at me. Those eyes were gigantic and looked somewhat reptilian. My eyes went black.
I awoke on another ship and received medical attention. When I regained consciousness, the officer of the ship asked me what had happened. I tried to explain it to them. But he just looked at me in confusion and explained that his crew had already searched the ship and they didn't find anyone there. I know I didn't imagine any of this. The scratches I still had were real.
I made this clear to the officer, who looked at me with a very serious look.
"Whatever you saw on the ship. You will tell no one about it. Do I make myself clear Officer Harper?!"
I just nodded. I realized that the officer on the other ship knew something I didn't. I was taken home and made to understand once again that I was not to tell anyone about this incident. This time when I asked why not, the officer stopped, turned his head to me and said in a calm voice, "You saw it yourself."
After that, two of the men took me off the ship. Since the time I am writing all this down, it has been many years and by the time anyone reads this I will probably be dead and then it won't matter if anyone reads this.
So dear family. I know Anthony likes to deal with the ocean, but if you find this letter before he does, which I assume you will, try to talk him out of it. The ocean is an evil place we know too little about.
And I myself would call myself a strong man. And yet it took me years to come to terms with what I saw.
You are now warned. With love, your grandfather."
Thereupon his letter ended. An extreme uneasiness spread through me and I could not believe what I was reading. I think it is unnecessary to mention that I did not sleep that night and also the following nights it was difficult for me to fall asleep. I decided to keep the letter a secret and not show it to my parents. I didn't want to scare them. The dream job of a marine biologist was also out of the question.
Even though what my grandfather experienced at that time seems surreal to me, I see no reason not to believe him. The ocean is a place that is extremely little explored, so I do not think something like this is unthinkable. I believe that my grandfather was telling the truth here and therefore I would like to publish his letter to warn all people about the depths of the ocean.
You never know what might lurk beneath the surface of the water.

Long ago there was a girl name anabeth a young girl who was destined for greatness she had beutiful white hair and a beautiful red eyes her skin pale as moonlight and teeth sharp like a shark. many expected so much of this young girl as she was an heir to a great family corparate busniess the young girl would be taught how to play sports, cook, sing, dance, write, ect but most importantly how to be a good girl and a elegant lady throughout her life she did nothing but repeat these classes and the same mondaine day. when she started going to school while everyone was still learning about basic math and shapes anabeth was performing high caliber math equations and solving complex equations for a child her age. she would always get A+ in everything she was assigned too she was what her teachers would describe her as a Model student as with that her teachers and instructors expectations grew more and more.
One day when anabeth would arrive at school she would find writings on her desk saying many cruel words "Shark face" "Retard" "Albino Freak" "Pig Face" "Yeti girl" "Teachers pet" "Good doggy"
and so on this made anabeth confused and sad as she didnt knew what was going on at first and ignored the writing and would just smile through it all but over time more and more people wrote on her desk saying even more worse things about her as it hurt her heart each time as she couldnt do much of anything about it.
As the years went by the bullying got worse and worse as it wasnt just writing on desks as it led to more physical abuse as other students would even try to find her alone and beat her up as well as take pictures of her albino body. the teachers wouldnt do anything as they didnt notice it that much but once in a while one or two of them would call out her bullies but that adds more fuel to the fire so most teachers ended up ignoring the constant harrasment but even then annabeth herself couldnt bring up the courage to push her teachers to action as she was too scared to stand up to her bullies as she doesnt want to cause further trouble to anyone around her. yet she still smiled like nothing happends. at home when she isnt doing any of her lessons and at her room staring at the ceiling she would constantly as she wonders
"Is life worth it?"
as time went on as the harrasment got even worse her heart wavered slowly losing motivation to keep on going with her studies and lessons as her grades suffered and got worse overtime and so did her mind. yet she still smiled.
One day after school anabeth would be walking home through her usual routine as she went over the bridge as she did she saw a girl who looked like her but wored black clothing like she was about to go to a funeral both of them stop right in front of each other as anabeth smiled and stared for a bit till the girl in black spoke
"your smile isnt a genuine one, its fake" said the girl in black
"How can you tell?" said annabeth
the girl in black didnt respond but went and climbed up on the edge of the bridges railings as she stood on top the wind blew as her dress flew in the wind as
"Hey get down there its dangerous" said anabeth
"Asnwer me this" asked the girl in black
"Huh?"
"do you think its nice to be a fish?" asked the girl in black
"A fish?" questioned anabeth "hey wait nows not the time for that get down yull hurt yourself"
"I figured you wouldnt" said the girl in black
"I think its nice to be a fish you get to roam free in a large ocean in a huge world and go were ever you want" said the girl in black
"i guess so? but if you become a fish you cant go back to being human, you wont be able to accomplish your own hopes and dreams you wont be able to leave a mark in this world" questioned anabeth
as anabeth asked that question there was a small silence
"what dreams? my life was nothing but paved out in front of me i never had a choice to do anything in this life nothing but expectations after expectations and responsibilities thrusted upon me since i was born in life with a predetermined destiny is no life at all" said the girl in black
"Yet you think turning yourself into a fish can solve all your problems?" asked anabeth
"as a fish i could be free to explore and life the live i want to be hell maybe i can actually smile for once after all even that was taken away from me" said the girl in black
"even then have you bothered actually trying to seek help? theres still others out there who probally do care for you" said anabeth
"you really think that? that theres others? then where were day during does days of suffering i endured they turned a blind eye to us after all we are just a burden after all" said the girl in black
"Then do you think its ok to run away then?" asked anabeth
"All i ask is to be free and live a life of my own" said the girl in black
"and you think you can do that as a fish?" asked anabeth
"Yes" said the girl in black
"well if thats what you wish for that means even i couldnt convince myself from making a grave mistake" said anabeth
the girl in black turns around as her face shows is anabeth as she looks at a girl in white as she wore black and the girl in white stares back the wind howls loudly as the wind died down a spalsh could be heard underneath the bridge as fish swim in the river below and the girl in white on top of the bridge slowly fades away
the end
short story written by shintaro
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It was the year 2020 agust 15th there was a boy with blond hair and a black jacket and jeans as he had lifeless eyes as he walked down a bridge and beneath him a river as he stared down on it staring at its reflection as he stared off into space thinking and wondering as he watched the fish swim in the river
"I wonder.....what would happen to me if i fall of here right now?" he said to himself
he leaned onto the bridges bars wondering and seeing if these bars could break and see if he could survive a fall of over a 100 ft. as his mind wandered a yell could be heard beneath the bridge as it took shintaro out of his trance and notices a group of bullies picking on a boy they seem to be around the same age as shintaro around 16
"hey there Kenny we saw you around and we were wondering if you could give us some cash?" said one of the bullies
"Yeah kenny can you bring us the cash" said the other bully
"please can you guys leave me alone i already gave you cash today simon please dont hurt me" said the boy crying
"looks like we got a cry baby here bois" said what shintaro would assume it would be the boy named simon
"oh does kenny want his mommy"
the bullys would laugh and keep on with the sly remarks but the were so damn loud and hearing their words irritated shintaro
"now come on kenny well let you go if you do us one last favor" said simon
"and that is?"
"How about do you and your retarded ass go fetch us some drinks now" said simon
Does words that simon let out angered shintaro as he got on top of the bridges rails and jumped and fell down the bridge a hundred feet high up in the air and a huge splash erupted that the bullies noticed
"hey boss what was that?"
"I dont know?"
"You dont think someone jumped? right?"
"Of course not! do you think someones stupid enough to do that?!" simon would yell at the other bullies
they would look at the direction of the splash and stare as shintaro comes out of the water soaking wet seemingly pissed
"Who-who is that guy?"
"Yo sorry guys i thought i would drop by seems like some of you guys are having fun" said shintaro to the bullies
"Holy shit how did he survive a fall like that?"
"WHo cares listen punk get out of here or else we'll give you a hell of a beat down!" said simon
"oh you beat me? how cute" said shintaro as he cracked his knuckles
"ok you asked for it!" simon grabed his bat lunged at shintaro
Shintaro would dodge and hit simon several times around his body and then in the face sending him back crashing into the wall of the bridges pillar the other bullies looked in awe on how he quickly took down their leader
"Phew so whos next" said shintaro as he smiled as he had his fists up
The rest of the bullies looked at shintaro and charged at shintaro as there was a huge brawl between shintaro and the bullys as shintaro would get ganged up by all of them but still put up a good fight but would get hit several times by their chairs and bats but in the end he managed to beat up all the bullys but with many bruises around his body and him being extremely tired after letting out a bunch of pent up anger at them
"aint so tough after dealing with someone your own size huh?" said shintaro as he had his bloodied fists faced to them
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"Now you guys better leave this kid alone or else i'll come finding you guys and beat you up myself again" he said onfidently and cockily
"y-yes sir!"' said the bullies as they quickly got up and ran away along with simon as far away as they could
after the bullies left shintaro fell on his butt being extremly exhausted from that fight
"man they were a pain in the ass" as shintaro layed there on the ground
"Thank you sir" said kenny the boy who was getting bullied earlier
End of part 1