A few typos. Exellent work, Good suspense
Fickle Fisherman
It was an early Satur twenty-four hour period morning, about 6:00am. I was Awake and dressed ready to search! I had been preparing for the look for derby for about 1 month and was ready to win. I got to the lake at about 6:30 and started to tip. As the day progressed more and more people showed up. Before noon there was no place to sit around the lake and people couldnt angle. Lines were universe crossed and people were stir upting kind of mad. Beside me was an old, hardened looking man who i just ignored.Then finially i had a routine! I looked at the line and instantly jerked back the retinal rod and reeled as hard as i could. I fought the fish for 5 or 10 min and netted it up. non a bad catch, it was only a catfish however it was fair sized.But the guy beside me didnt seem to think so he looked at it and gave a belittled laugh and kept on fishing. I really didnt know what to think, was he laughing at something i didnt see or was there something wrong with my fish? I just disregarded it and continued fishing. Then as i was getting bored and drowsey I heard a yelp and the old man shot up. He had a bite!
As he was fighting it he started talk and telling me how to catch a REAL fish non the guppy in my bucket. As he talked and talked the fish got impendent and closer and he netted it up and took a look. The fish was about half the size of mine but it was a carp not a catfish. I gave a little laugh and continued and he tried to explain....well you see...
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