My family used to have a trailer and a lake lot out at Lake Isle, here in Alberta. We used to go quite often in the summers, and it was always so much fun! One year, when i was probably in Kindergarten, we went up there, and I remember the weather being amazing. It was so sunshiney out, and the water in the lake was warm. I was wading in up to my knees, and chasing the little minnows around, when I managed to catch one! I was ecstatic! I ran over to show my mom, and that was about the time she decided we should head back to the trailer. I remember being so proud of my fish, and that I had caught it with my bare hands, I knew I wanted to take it back to the trailer to show dad. So, I kept a firm grip on my fish, and we all walked back down the trail to the trailer together. We got about halfway there, and I looked down at my fish, and noticed that his eyeball had popped out of his head. I was DISGUSTED! I immediately threw him into the bush, and was super pissed that my fish decided to be disgusting, so I couldn't show my dad. We got back to the trailer, and I'm sure I told my dad, but I don't remember much about that. I just remember being super disgusted that my fish had the audacity to pop out its eyeball when I was carrying it back. Odds are I had probably squeezed it too hard.
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