A night in the cold.

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It must have been 4 feet long and must have weighed at least 30 lbs. It was one of the slimiest ones we ever caught. The tentacles were almost a foot long and the scales where the size of quarters.@ AYeah right, we believe you, (Paste your name here).@ While my peers were playing video games or hide-and-go-seek, (a friends name) and I were out ether exploring the unknown, or sleeping from staying out all night. None of the students in my sixth grade class Ashow and tell@ believed me when I told them about the unforgettable experiences (a friends name) and I endeavored. To tell the truth, I didnt really want them to believe me. If one of them told my mom what (a friends name) and I did then our little butts would have been grounded for a serious amount of time. The fishing stories that I told where true, all true.

(a friends name) and I had gone on many explorations to far off places. We had sneaking out at night down to such an art that if we could put it on paper then it would be more famous then Leonardo da Vinci=s painting, The Last Supper. We would sometimes make dummy bodies that would lie lifeless all night under tightly nitid sheets. The Abig yellow house@ is where we met. From there we would do whatever sounded like the most fun. Sometimes it was hanging out and eating ice cream all night. Other times we would go tick someone off by tee-peeing their house. And yes, there were even times when we would go fishing at this lake that was out in the middle of nowhere. We called this lake the back-lake because it was the lake way in the back of the golf...