Me and my Dad went fishing on nice fall Saturday. The weather was great for fishing. Dad and I had our rods and everything together, the last thing we had to do was lay back,and let the warm fall air wrap around us.
It didnt take us long for a bite to come it was on my end. I grasped the rod with all my might, and the fish came flying out and landed on the ground beside me. It was humogous!! Yet the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. It's scals were so bright and shiny,and they were so shiny that I could almost see my reflection in it.
In spite of my feelings, I let the fish live, because I finally saw that all things, have a rite to live.