The Day I Formed-Personal Narrative

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I was tired of what I was doing. For hours, I have casted out my fly rod, the way that I was taught, ten to one, ten to one. I was frustrated, not catching anything, while those around me were catching all kinds of fish. It was a cloudy day, very little sun shining between the clouds. My friend, Blaise, was enjoying a moderately successful day of fishing, getting several bluegills. I, however, have not caught anything. I look to see if anyone was coming by, and I casted back out, with the fly floating on top of the water. There was still nothing. At that point, I felt that I should just stop for the day, when suddenly, my line started pulling away from the rod. Managing to keep my cool, I got the fish hooked on, and reeled it in. I looked,

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