Once there was a lake. Inhabiting that lake was a fish. The day is June 21st, 1957. The warm summer breeze plays childhood games with the tree leaves as the fish underneath gets prepared for what is going to happen. Today is the day where families come to the lake and use fishing lines to catch fish for a competition. But as the fish thinks about it, he is not prepared and does not know how to. The fish hears pounding footsteps and cowards back a bit, but a fishline pierces through the water with a tasty piece of bait on it. He can’t resist.
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