The story shall start like this:
   
when I was a kid, I didn’t talk much.
I used to play by myself,
with bunches of bizarre and beautiful fantasies.
   
Every summer, mom sent me to a house of my relative,
which was in a mountain far far away.
A very big swimming pool fascinated me.
And I just kept swimming under the water.
I dreamt of becoming a fish, I believed that I am really a fish.
I believed that I belong to the ocean.
If I keep swimming and swimming, I could find myself, the true one.
I yearned to return to the ocean,
swimming with my dearest whale.