My first aquatic life underwater without my parents this summer completed my growth. The first time when I mistook the sea surface as the blue sky, I screamed, and didn’t know it feels so good to lose the whole world. Other water-breathing creatures nodded at me and this is how I realized my tentacles are gone and I am tough. They said our two legs were already chopped to keep off from the land. We are outcasts. But now I think swimming is even easier to life. Every night when I eye skywards at the rippling blue-and-white clouds streaking across my new firmament, I feel like sleeping in the safe arms of my mother.