The 'Queen' Has Come Alive

I was strolling at the Sentosa's beach, listening to the crashing waves, feeling the soft breeze blowing against my face and ruffling my hair. I smelt the salt water. I saw the beautiful stars in the skies.

I kept on walking till I saw a very funny looking statue in the middle of the beach. I pondered. I wondered. What the hell was it doing there, I thought.

I went to the statue's front and grabbed my camera from my bag. Shit, where's my camera, I thought. I searched my bag.

Ah, got it.

When I looked back at the statue, his hands moved.

The statue moved his hands?

I was like what the hell. Did he just moved his hands? Or was I hallucinating? I know I didn't drink. I wasn't drunk. Shit, the statue did moved!

And when I snapped another photo of the statue, he pointed his finger towards me, "Hey you, the guy who is taking photos of me."

I replied, "Yes, what do you want from me?"

I panicked.

"Hey, hey you, yes you, ... take a nicer photo of me! Oh, and if you don't know me, I am Queen Siloso, the guardian of this beach. Now take photos of me!"

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Queen Siloso, "I feel so sexy. I feel like a bitch."