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Topics: Fish, Short Stories

Monday, 4 March 2002

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It all started to happen about 89 years ago when I was forced to become something the world has once and will never see anything like what I've become.. what I've become. For the past couple of years, the changes have appeared to be wired. I'll start the story here, when I was only five.....

Three days notice before my dad, my sister, Fi Fi, and myself, head to the great outskirts of Mexico. "Not much wine are ya boy?" said abruptly by my father. Swimming? Will I ever conquer my great fear of all phantoms that lie in the midst for me? What will become of me? Will I too fall in to my dads doings? Random trips to Mexico?

Three days notice before my dad, my sister, Fi Fi, and myself, head to the great outskirts of Mexico. "Not much wine are ya boy?" said abrubtly by my father. Swimming? Will I ever conquer my great fear of all phantoms that lie in the midst for me? What will become of me? Will I too fall in to my dads doings? Random trips to Mexico?

As we cruised down the slick tracks of the Mexican highways, it was unlike any other day. The clouds seemed much more... different. Driving at speeds at about 100,000 miles per hour, in the distance my dad noticed something in the road up ahead.. I think it is.. wait.. yes, it is. It is a lizard. This isn't just any lizard. This is a rare species of dwarf gecko that roam the highways in Mexico. As we reached this magnificent specimen,my dad swerved so he would not hit the gecko, but, to the gecko's surprise, it pulled my dad out of the bus and chewed his face off. Now, you're thinking..

"Could gecko's really stand the heat of Mexico?" and I will tell you.. "YES." of course they can. Well, with my dad's face being chewed off, Fi Fi and I were forced to walk the chaffing streets of Mexico.

The reason I tell this story is because on that day, something happened, something nor Fi Fi or my father would have expected. On that day, I became.. a fisherman.

The story above is a satire or parody. It is entirely fictitious.

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