One hot summer day after I got off work I was wondering what in the world I was going to do. I sat at home for about half an hour waiting for some excitement to happen. Then the phone rang. It was one of my friends, and he asked me if I wanted to go out for a boat ride. I said I would and started to get ready. I grabbed by brother's rod and reel just in case we stopped somewhere to do a little fishing.

We went to Willow and rode around for a while and then stopped at a place that was supposed to be a good fishing spot. We stayed there for about fifteen or twenty minutes, but decided to go because nobody was catching any fish. We stopped at another place and stayed there for a while longer, but since ony one person was catching fish, we decided to move again.

This third spot we moved to was different, though. Everyone was catching fish there. I was the only one who didn't catch anything for a while. But right after I told myself I was going to quit fishing if I didn't catch anything, I got a bite. The fish felt pretty strong and put up a good fight. After about five minutes of trying to tire the fish out, I decided to bring it in. It felt like the fish could have fought for days.

When I reeled the fish in I saw that it wasn't real big and it wasn't real small. But it was almost two feet long, and that was the biggest fish I ever caught in my life.

Charlotte Alstrom