It was a sunny, peaceful day on the lake. As my family sat inside the auburn cabin playing board games, I sat on the pier to write and clear my head. Birds chirped all around me as the water in the lake swayed peacefully. I’ve been coming to this same spot to write ever since my aunt gifted me a notebook, for Christmas, when I was seven. It was like my own little hideout to detach from the world. I usually go out to write whenever I’m overly stressed whether it’s with work or school or my family. As the sun began to set, the sky filled with purples and blues as the air began to chill. I began to finish up writing before my mother called me inside. As I began to walk towards the cabin, I noticed something odd in the water. A kayak was approaching the pier from afar, but there was something off about it. Unfortunately, I forgot to put in my contacts that morning, so I couldn’t quite make out what was so weird about it. So, I sat on the pier to wait and see what was so weird. Eventually, the kayak came close enough for me to see. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw it approaching: a brown bulldog was steering the kayak. I began to laugh hysterically as the dog passed by. After a couple minutes of laughing, the dog made me realize that no stress is worth my time when I have so much positivity surrounding me. With this thought in mind, I ran back to the house to my cheerful family to join them in their games.