Hannah Davis Coming Ashore in Hawaii

Hannah had always been a giantess, since she was 6 years old. One day, she had stumbled upon a magic temple on her home island. She did not realize that its secrets came at a price. A magic curse had been placed upon her, causing her to continuously grow as she aged. To this day, she had been cast aside, exiled by her fellow villagers. They humbly requested her to leave. for 20 years, she had lived the remainder of her life in the ocean. Hannah was bored. Despite her elegant beauty, she just couldn't make any new friends, no matter how hard she tried. Even the sharks were afraid of her because of her enormous size. Hannah was tired of being viewed as an "outsider". She was going to try to make everyone see her for what she truly was. Not a monster, or an abomination, but who she had always been her entire life, before she found that wretched shrine. She wanted everyone to know that she was still human, and still had a warm, friendly personality. As she made her way towards dry land, everyone started screaming and running away. As she made her way onto the shores of Hawaii, she had accidentally leveled the to office buildings next to Waikiki Beach. "SORRY EVERYONE!" Hannah said, as she continued through the city. And she was, in fact, sincerely, sorry for all the damage she had caused. She started to have a moment of envy, where she dropped to her knees and started to weep. There was a tourist from the U.S. who could tell that she was, truly sorry for what she had done. He, of all people, could feel her remorse by the sound of her tears. He walked up to her, using his smartphone flashlight to signal the 500+ foot Hannah, who could hardly hear a word he said, let alone see him. Very carefully, she cupped her hand to lift him up in the air. "Are you alright, miss"? "I am now. Thank you". The tiny man was very pale. He looked as though he was going to faint. "Are you ok?" Hannah asked, as he started wheezing for oxygen. "I... I'm fine. I just have a fear of heights." "At least I can relate." Hannah said, slowly bringing her hand back towards the ground. Everyone who ran back to their homes to hide from her, were very relieved to see that the tiny man was completely unharmed. They all ran back out towards the beach to extend their apologies to Hannah. However, that wasn't the impression Hannah had gotten, when she saw a massive crowd of people running towards her. For a moment, she thought they became an angry mob, telling her to leave. "If you don't want me here, I will leave." Moments later, a police helicopter appeared in front of her face, and the pilot, over the intercom, said "Of course we want you here." "You do?" "Everyone here was afraid of you. They thought you were going to destroy their homes and take their money. But now, I see no reason why we should consider you to be an "outcast". Haven't you suffered enough?" "Thank you so much" Hannah said, making her way back towards the ocean. "I know I can be part of society, but I will only cause you to suffer more than I have." And so, Hannah made her way back into the ocean, where she had been forced to spend the last 20 years of her miserable life. She would occasionally visit them, but she knew they would not be safe around her. She saw a cargo freighter pass by, and she greeted them with a gentle smile and friendly wave. Just then, she saw a massive crowd of people standing on the deck, all wanting to take a swim with her, while some had their cell phones, asking her for a selfie. As they made their way back to the island, Hannah waved goodbye to them. The next night, she saw the beam of a flashlight. Hannah's parents, who came to visit her, were worried about her because their "little girl" was anything but little. "I'll be okay." She said "Mom, dad, thanks for seeing me for who I really am." But her parents refused to leave her side. For 20 years, they were not allowed to see her because nobody thought very highly of her simply because she was "different" That night, Hannah and her parents all slept in the middle of the ocean. Her parents slept in their boat, which, for 20 years, they saved their money on. The next morning, her parents went home and Hannah headed to the US mainland to make some more "new friends" in her life. Little did she know, they were not afraid of her. She started to wonder why. Then she saw herself on television. She had become the buzz on social media, television, and sports commentary. Everyone wanted to see her, because she had become an inspiration for people who had lost hope, people who had no friends in their life, people who viewed the wrong opinions on other people. But mostly, because due to her immense size, 1,000 feet and growing, meant there was no escape from the public. She was going to be the richest woman in the world, when she suddenly heard Hollywood film contractor wanted to hire her and help him make a horror film, combined with a romantic comedy, so he and Hannah could both make a ton of cash. But Hannah gave most of hers to charity, because, as it turns out, she had now become rich for three main reasons. The first reason was because due to her immense height, she was hired to be a supermodel, because of the belief that taller women are worth more than 10 times more cash than conventional supermodels who make $100,000 a week. The second reason was because she had a career in the filmmaking industry. But the vast majority of her cash flow came from her immense size and a sex appeal nobody could ignore. Hannah had truly become a model, a celebrity, and a national hero.