My father used to bring me with him whenever he goes fishing but I never really got to liking it until now. I went fishing with my friends a few weeks ago. As I have said, I really didn’t like fishing but I went anyway for the sake of being with my friends. We cast out our rods, waited for a bite, drank a bottle of beer or two and that’s when it happened – I got a bite, my first ever. I tried reeling it in but the fish just seem so strong. My friends were at my back giving me instructions and cheering me on – such an adrenaline rush. Unfortunately my line snapped and the fish got away. At least something came good from it – I now love fishing.
