It wasn’t the rich dark blue of the ocean that drew me to it. It was something else, something that I’ve known some where in the back of my mind that I just couldn’t wrap my head around, that is until now. Most of my life I was afraid of depths, heights for that matter. As a kid I would hate swimming in any water I couldn’t see the bottom of, even pools that were twelve feet deep, I didn’t really like either. It is something about the vast openness that frightened me. I would hate going off the swim deck of my grandfather’s boat, I only went because I wanted to see the dunes. I took deep breaths and tried to act as if I wasn’t screaming inside, yelling to get the hell out of the water.
     Everything changed though, I found something out that only one hundred other people know, and make that one more, you. The land stretch of land that people of all times have been searching for, Atlantis. It is not called Atlantis, that is a made up name to keep the origin secret. The true name of this place is called….

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I’ve found it.

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May 30th, 2006

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