When we were young, grandma took us to a pond to practice fishing. You went first as she taught you how to cast and reel it back in.

She took the fishing rod from you and gave it to me to try. The first thing I did when I went to cast it was get it stuck in your shoulder. I tried pulling it without realizing it was stuck in you. The cries of pain and grandma shouting “Stop!” should’ve been an indication though. She had to pull the rod away from me and unhooked you.

Found out years later from dad that there were no fish to catch in that pond. Nothing lived in it.

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