Pablo the piranha gazed at me from behind a piece of seaweed. Although my eyesight is very poor, I could still tell it was he because of his bright red stomach. Pablo was very well known around our community, and had never showed an interest towards my friends and I.
Pablo began to swim over towards me. I began to panic; one of the popular piranhas had never wanted to talk to me before, nor be associated with me.
"Hey Earl, are you joining the annual hunting competition?" He questioned me.
I knew I wouldn't the most suitable sport for the competition, as I can barely see a foot in front of my face. There was no way I would be able to see the prey I had to hunt.
"No, I don't think so. Maybe next year," I replied to Pablo.
"Ha! I knew it, you're just scared that my boys and I will beat you and humiliate you in front of everyone!" He said in the most taunting and chilling voice.
"You know what!" I said, in a sudden rush of anger, "Maybe I will join, just so I can beat you and put YOU to shame!"
I instantly regretted the words that came out of my mouth. I knew I would never be able to beat Pablo and his friends. They were vicious hunters, who have won every single annual hunting competition. There is no hope for us eels to win with such poor eyesight.
"Alright then," Pablo replied, "I'm looking forward to winning!" He smirked and swam away to join his friends, at the other side of then river.
I was overwhelmed and terrified about what my friends would think once I tell them about my thoughtless mistake.
Few moments laterÃ¢ÂÂ¦
"Hey Earl, why the long...