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posted by mermaidgirl112
These are the haut, retour au début 4 mermaid spells that have been known to work, we did number one and got the side affects instantly.

(These side affects will occur for any spell toi do)
Side affects:
Keeping legs crossed
Very itchy legs
chant a lot
Rash on legs
Making un-normal sounds
jouer la comédie a bit out if the ordinary (goes on and off for about 6 hours)
Drinking lots of water.


Where it says the couleurs of blue and gold, that was just an example. toi can choose your own couleurs and powers. (Ex. Freezing, heating, shaping)
Most girls that have done these have started getting tails (when wet) within 45 hours. The time will be no earlier than 24 hours prior to.
Also, when the spells give no direction to be in a pool ou bath, (just the plain spell and no instructions) have your hands in a bowl ou cup of water just to be safe.
**None of the spells [i]have[/i to be on the night of a full moon, it is not a full moon now and side affects are showing.
I suggest doing numbers 2 and 4 first If you're on a time crunch. Number 3 takes a lot of preparing.

Hope it works for everyone, and hope this helps!



#1
Witches of the sea and air.
Please listen as I call upon the.
There is a wish I most desire.
A mermaid when wet, a human when dry.
A tail color of dark blue and or is what I choose.
The power of shaping and freezing and heating water is what I feel to have.
A beautiful haut, retour au début to go along with.
Rain shall not effect the.
But a drop of water should change me.
Beware of moon during its brightest night.
Witches of the sea and air, please listen to what I most desire.





#2
I would like a tail gold
With a tiny touch of blue
with the powers of heating, freezing and shaping water
But with the moon i will get hipnotyzed
So please dont make me see it
From here in 2-7 days I will get a tail
And I will brethe under water
Make my wish desire





#3
toi Need-
*A glass bowl (I used a poisson bowl)
*Spoon
*Salt
*Water
*Your suliva (spit)
*Add objects toi got from the sea (I used shells)
*Mermaid objects (figures, shells, mermaid writin papers)
*2 Fake flowers
*your favori piece of jewelry

1. Fill the bowl half way with water.

2. Add ALOT of salt, stir

3. Spit in it twice and stir.

4. Add the objects from the sea, stir.

5.Add plus water, stir.

6. Add mermaid objects, stir.

7.Add fake flowers, stir.

8.Say this twice:
"A mermaid I want to be,
But not permanately!
With a tail of or and blue!
and the power of freezing shaping and heating!
When I'm neck deep ou deeper in
water,
My tail will grow,
I will
Breath
Talk
See
As easily and painlessly as on land,
When I'm dry ou in the water,
From the knee down,
I will have legs and be human,
Oh a mermaid i wish to be!
Witches one and witches all,
Give this power to me!
But BEWARE the full moon,
Touch water in it's view,
And you'll be a mermaid for
24 hours,
Witches one and witches all,
A mermaid I wish to be,
So give this power to ME!

9.As toi say "ME", throw in your fave peice of jewlery.

10.Take some out some and rub it on your legs.

11.Repeat step 8

12. Dry off but leave your feet wet.

Your legs should be very itchy right away.




#4
mystic spirits grant me this wish that I most desire
Every time I'm wet, 10 secondes later I grow a or and blue tail. This spell can never fail, gills on my neck are essential
my eternal wish forever be, and I want the powers to freeze, shape and heat
43 hours after saying the spell, I will get my mermaid spell when Im dry a human I shall be me, just me
please sirènes and witches hear my plea I want to be a mermaid with the sea this is my will so might it be
posted by T-lover
what I'm écriture isn't exactly an article , but I hope toi will enjoy it ^_^ ..

Girl; Do I ever traverser, croix you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do toi like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do toi want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me ou you'r life ?
Boy; My life .

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....

*The reason toi never traverser, croix my mind is because toi are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like toi is because I l’amour toi .
*The reason I don't want toi is because I need toi .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if toi left is because I would die if toi left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for toi is because I would die for toi .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do toi anything for toi is because I would do everything for toi .
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inch par inch

bringing me closer

to my doom

papillons of

anticipation

flutter nervously

in my stomach

knuckles whiten

jaws clench

what have I

gotten myself into

the suspense

is killing me

I'm going to hate it

I'm going to l’amour it

I might lose my lunch

but I don't care

heaven help me

here it comes...

...

I hold my breath...

...

and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
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the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as toi pull me up and hold me close
i know that toi will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

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I remember the jour I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for toi love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place toi could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with plus feu then toi could ever imagine.
plus passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the jour I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

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Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

ou I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

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From the stories told par hidden scars

Unable to montrer themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

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