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As the evening sky faded from a salmon color, to a sort of flint gray, I thought back to the salmon I caught that morning, and how gray he was, and how I named him Flint.
HAHA this deep thought reminds me of the time I went fishing with my family, and I caught a fish, and I wanted it to be my pet. My parents tried explaining to me that out of water the fish would die, but I didn't listen. For a good hour, I carried that fish around, and loved it a lot.
Then it died.
True story.
The end.
HAHA this deep thought reminds me of the time I went fishing with my family, and I caught a fish, and I wanted it to be my pet. My parents tried explaining to me that out of water the fish would die, but I didn't listen. For a good hour, I carried that fish around, and loved it a lot.
Then it died.
True story.
The end.