My mother warned me not to put my head close to the water when walking by the water at night, because there are vicious water monkeys lurking under the water. What should you do if you are caught by a water monkey? I asked curiously and fearfully, and my mother seemed to smile, with a secret pleasure of teasing me. She said that the water monkey would drag people into the water and eat them.
I always remembered my mother's warning to never go near water late at night. But what I didn't expect was that one day I was dragged into the water by the water monkey, and it didn't eat me. I swam up desperately, struggling to get out of the water, my dark palms digging hard at the wetland on the shore. When I finally climbed up, taking advantage of the moonlight, I saw clearly that my arms and calves were covered with long, soaked hair that did not belong to humans.