Nightly Adventure

When I swim around at night it gets hard to see at times. One time I was swimming around at two in the morning and I ran into coral. If you have never done that before it hurts, like you getting a rug burn but with coarse sandpaper. After that, I started bleeding which caused a problem because sharks love the smell of blood. To them it smells like cinnamon rolls that just came out of the oven. Once the blood escaped my body and started to float in the water you could tell that others around me started to back away one by one. When this happened I knew that I better swim for my life, but literally, because if I don't I could be eaten by the shark. Luckily, that day I escaped from the oncoming sharks till I made it back to my lovely home.


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