Ice Fishing Gone Wrong
it was in the middle of winter and we had just bought a new auger for ice fishing. We left to the water front with our heads high, determined to have fish for dinner. We dug many holes, each person at their own little fishing spot. Next to us was a dad and his son, catching a fish every time they plopped the bait into the water. Many of the fish were small, but they were still catching buckets full of fish. So there we were, only a few feet away, with empty hands.
Hours had past and the family next to us left with big smiles on their faces. The sun was shining bright and the three foot deep ice was sparkling. Still we sat, waiting for a fish to bite.
Suddenly, the lure started vibrating. The ice sarted trembling. We looked up, the silence was hurting our ears. Not a word was whispered as the ice kept trembling. Out of the silence came an ear splitting crack! We jumped up and looked around. Another crack broke the ice, one loud crack after another. Like a chain reaction, we heard the ice break all around us. We didn't see anything, but something was happening alright. We scrambeled onto our feet and ran as fast as someone could run on ice back to the docks. We kept hearing loud cracks from afar but nothing seemed to be wrong with the ice. My dad kept on ice fishing while we made our own holes next to the dock. We sat and dropped in our lures, not daring to go back on the ice again.
