I Love Two Things About My Life

“I am no longer going to fall for your bait. You have used me to catch you fish but I can’t do that anymore,” whispered the turtle. With a surprised look on his face, Jayden thought to himself. It seemed as if the turtle knew he soon wanted more fish.

Inside Nixies home, a patch of fuzzy seaweed swayed at the waters whim. In her absence, a handful of small fish had made themselves at home its tendrils, but as soon as she returned they scattered every which way, leaving through the small cracks she hadn’t cared to fix. Her day had been a busy one, spending most of it creating and focused on her newest totem. She still needed to awaken its potential and meditate with it, but that could be done tomorrow. For now she would try to sleep.

Missy overlooked her mother, father and sister swimming in the waves but she was scared. She felt like she would sink and drown in those big powerful waves. All of her family was hunting and having fun but she was missing out because she was so afraid of the waves. Her mother and father wanted to leave this stretch of ocean near the bay and expand out to new places

The menacing fish in the photo looks as if she is about to eat all the eggs in her mouth. The elusive creature has just emerged from her hiding place on the rocky ocean floor. She stares up at the camera from dark, black, bubble shaped eyes. Her face is smooth and scale-less, like a naked mole rat's skin. The fish’s mouth is so large, filled with fifty or more tiny sharp teeth that point in every direction. Just behind the row of teeth there are hundreds of marble sized fish eggs, delicately cradled in the space of the bass’s cheeks; However, they will be the monster’s lunch, swallowed in one big gulp. Why hasn’t she eaten the eggs yet? Instead waiting for the camera to snap a photo of her. The fish looks as if she is posing for the photographer,

Have you ever felt like you don’t belong or that you’re alone in the big wide world we live in? Well if you have then you know exactly how the rainbow fish feels during this story.

It’s not the soft ocean breeze or the tickle of sand between my toes, but her sloppy kiss that throws me back into reality. My happy place with my goofy, canine friend, but I can’t escape this emotionless, lifeless bubble that I’ve locked myself in. Cautiously toeing the edge of the water I watch as ripples cut through my glassy reflection. Two steely grey eyes, a pair of iron gates shutting out the world. Once long, dark locks of hair now

The air, heavy with the morning fog, parts around the three figures like still water around a hull. Crunching rocks and barnacles under boots disrupt the thick silence of the morning, the sharp sound abrasive against the calm lapping of the waves. The woman crouches down pointing at limpet tucked into a crevice between two barnacle blanketed rocks, wet with morning dew but the children are already enraptured with a different creature. Peacefully undulating in a tide pool, the sea anemone’s bright colors and patterns are striking against the muted background of rocks, seaweed, and fog. The two children couch down on either side of the pool and giggle, giddy with the excitement of discovery. The girl reaches a finger out, undeterred by the

I was getting out of my Mom’s white car with my dog's leash in my hand and I said “Mom can we cross the street to go to petsmart”. “Sure” she said back. We crossed the street and entered petsmart. When we were in the aroma of fish,cats and dogs filled the air. We made a left and we were in the fish section.

One day, Elaine and Jacqueline were watching on television an old movie called The Lagoon Creature. The so-called creature, the mysterious man-fish, was half amphibious, half human, and resembled the creature their mother had told them about. Elaine was squirming with fear, although Jacqueline was laughing.

“Holy cow that fish is huge compared, to that shark. That fish can fight off that shark easily with its huge tail unless the shark snuck up on it.” “James look at that thing down theirs. It looks kind shiny and only a little bit of it is. Hey, I'm going to go check it out.”

Life under the deep blue sea is a life filled with adventure, bliss, and freedom. Living in the vast blue ocean must be so wonderful having the opportunity to swim with a vast multitude of aquatic life. Hans Christian Andersen and Disney both describe a life lived under the deep blue sea in their own rendition of “The Little Mermaid.” Both stories explore the life of a young mermaid maiden who wishes to have love, although each story love is being sought after for a different reason, outside of her own little sea world and in the world of the humans. Humans interest this little mermaid not only because of the difference in how they look, but also by their anatomy and body movements, and the fun they have on the surface. However, the main ideas

The subtle hints of human association the speaker has with the fish anthropomorphizes its character playing a major role in of forming intimacy and empathy. Initially the speaker expresses minimal connection to the

I’ve always had a soft spot for fish. It always seemed odd to me that people derived pleasure from tricking an animal into inflicting pain upon itself. Fish are just another unfortunate outlet that people take advantage of for sport. To condemn the practice would be hypocritical however. In fact, as I stood in the cold drizzle that had begun to fall on a grey, autumn day, I looked upon the exact spot where I had learned to fish. It was also at this time that my Grandfather began to educate me on his personal rules of fishing. Reflecting upon the beliefs he instilled in me, and reminiscing about our long days spent on the water, I closed my eyes, knowing that it was my responsibility to carry what he had preached to me in that crowded canoe through my life as an adult.

Sushi swam around her room in excitement. Whenever her mom said yes to her friends coming over it made Sushi feel spectacular. Why? You might ask, Shadow and Bubbles lived a few miles, from the coral reef where Sushi lived. It always took forever to get to them so the likelihood of Sushi seeing her friends was very small.

Mo slips into the water, swims over to his shark, grabs onto the shark’s tail and together they swam in the ocean. Suddenly the shark stops, turns to Mo and they look into each other’s sad eyes. Mo isn’t certain, but he’s positive he sees two big tears slip from the hug eyes of his shark. Mo holds onto his shark and together, there in the ocean, they cry together knowing there time together is almost over. Mo try’s explaining to his shark that he must let him go or risk his family taking him for food. Mo swims to the gate of his shark’s pen, opens the gate and gives Mote the shark once last hug and urges him to swim