The Fish Incident

Before we start, I just thought I'd let you know that this post is going to be a little different. I, who usually writes, will write about my experience with the Fish Incident. On the other hand, my brother will also report what he thought or saw as a spectator or witness. Now let's get started!

I will start.

A lady who was standing in front of my seat where I was sitting in the streetcar had bought fish. Supposedly, it was dead. But when I saw the fish, little did I know I was soon to be covered in fish blood.

The fish wiggled out of the bag unexpectedly. It started flopping around on the floor and, to my unluckiness, on my foot as well. There was a lot of blood, fish blood on my shoe and pants. Come to think of it, I am wearing those exact pants as I type! The floor was wet, too. I was utterly afraid, surprised and disgusted!!

I jumped out of my seat in fear, and the whole streetcar started to stink. Everyone stared at me with weird glares.

I moved forward and away from that lady who was such a bad fish picker that she didn't know whether or not the fish was dead! (Just a joke :) ) I will never forget the fish incident, EVER!!

And now my brother will express his thoughts as a witness/spectator:

If you don't believe in this story, you better! She did look like a weirdo when she jumped out of her seat and shrieked. But I think everybody around me, including me, were shocked when we found out why. (THE FISH!)

I laughed for the next couple of hours (sarcasm) while my sister was freaking out during those hours. Although frankly, I don't blame her, I blame the lady who bought the fish.

When she shrieked, at first I though that it was a baby who wanted a toy. But when I turned my head around, the hours of laughing started.

I can now tease her for the rest of her life! Ha ha ha!!