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Finally, I can make boxes in Photoshop. Who knew it was so difficult?I don't know if I'm looking forward to Spring Break or not. I think I am. I definitely want to spend time with my friends, but I like to enjoy nature in small groups. Or alone. Hopefully I can suck it up.

I want to go fishing. I haven't been fishing all that often in my life, though. My grandfather tells me fishing stories all the time. Actually, both of my grandfathers do. They both go deep-sea fishing. I want to reel in marlins and sharks. Then I want to punch that shark right in his nose and let him go. That'll show him who's boss.

When I was with my dad, we went to the coast. We walked out on the rocks next to a fishing pier. In the shallow pools of water we found a bunch of dead fish. They weren't fish, they were baby sharks. Someone had reeled in a pregnant mother and cut her open and the babies spilled out into the water and washed up on shore. She was hanging up on the deck. Those poor shark babies.

My cousin and I once went fishing. We kept pulling up these tiny fish that weren't long enough to keep. He got frustrated and pulled one off the hook. It was wriggling around. "Oh no!" It was probably saying. "I can't breathe out here. Put me back in the water." My cousin gave it a toss in the air and kicked it over the railing, back into the water. I'm pretty sure it died when he kicked it. If it didn't die from that, it certainly died from the cluster of jellyfish it landed in. Poor fishy.

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