Mermaid Goddess: A turn for the worst

I Have a very supportive friend, she is truly amazing and often pus me first. She once told me to never thank her. She told me none of this was my fault. But I'm begining to believe her less and less. The very first example was about a year ago. When things had taken a turn for the worst.

It was a normal day, I had just met my friend about a week ago. I sat with my legs hanging off the dock, the light ocean breeze was carrying a mist through the air. I planned to search an old shipwreck I had found yesterday. I took off my shoes and dived in. The warm water greeted my skin as my tail formed. I swam till high noon. I Must have taken a wrong turn, I thought. ''It didn't take this long last time. ''Just then I rounded a huge coral and saw the wreck. It's sails were ripped, just shreds hanging off rotting masts. I had found the door to below deck the day before. I pulled the creaking thing open with great difficulty and swam inside. The room was filled with cannon balls and gunpowder barrels. There was a separate door to my left that was emmiting a strange green glow. I tugged the door open and saw the thing that was emmiting the glow. It was a huge green amulet with the mark of Jolly Roger on it. Otherwise the room was emepty besides the amulet. I picked it up and everything went black.

I woke in an abandoned house in a pool of blood. What's happened? I thought in horror. I had no wounds and felt fine. I looked at my reflection in a shard of broken glass. Blood stained my face.