I caught my first fish of the season this fishing trip. My brother, whose name is Truman, caught the very first fish of the season. We fish at our neighbor’s pond. Their names are Jack and Kathi.

When my fish got on my line, I did not know it. I thought it was caught up in some moss. So I walked around the pond to get my line loose. I could pull a little. Then I saw a fin. I dropped my rod and grabbed my line. When I had the upper hand of the fight, I pulled it on land. Dad and Truman each caught a fish. Then we went home and skinned them.

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