The Shark Story pt3 (278 hits)
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Submitted by Hexidecimal (View user info) at 2005-10-24 21:41:37 EDT
I had made it about a quarter of the way back home when I realized I was about to come upon the house of someone I knew. I pedaled faster and my foot hurt more, which made me scream. But then I saw my schoolmate's corner house come into view and I smiled.
I was in luck, he was home and there were cars in the driveway. I knew he was home because he was standing in his yard tossing a football up into the air. I yelled and he turned and saw me.
An 8 year old boy with a foot dripping blood carrying a shark head, a tackle box and a fishing pole.
I can't say I blame him for the look on his face, it must've been pretty amazing. He saw me and ran over to me yelling something incoherent. I stopped pedaling and tried to make out what he was saying but he had stopped talking when I had stopped pedaling.
He made it over to me and said simply "what happened", to which I replied "I killed a shark." He immediately cried bullshit and asked me where I got the shark head. I tried to tell him the story but my foot hurt and he wasn't listening. Then he started saying he wanted the shark head. And I kept saying I was the one who killed it and I was keeping it as proof. He kept begging for the head and I kept saying no. Then he tried to grab it from me and I had had enough. I put my bad foot on the pedal of my bike and pushed off with the other, trying to escape.
But he grabbed the back of my shit and I fell off my bike, dropping everything I was carrying and scraping my knee. I stood up and gave him my soon-to-be trademark pissed off look.
I have always been tall, even though we were the same age at the time I had a good 6 inches on this kid. But like many people he wanted to prove himself by taking down the big kid, and he wanted my shark head.
He balled up his fist and swung. I caught his fist with my blood covered left hand, spun, and snapped him arm in 3 places. I wish I hadn't done that because this kid was on my baseball team and was our pitcher. He had a pretty good arm too...had.
He ran screaming back into his house and I gathered my stuff and got back on my bike and started again for my house. I made it about 5 minutes before a vehicle pulled up behind me and started driving slowly. I was concentrated on my foot and getting home so I didn't turn around. Then I heard from a bullhorn "stop the bike kid and drop what you're carrying." I turned and saw 2 men in fatigues step out of a Humvee, housing security. Normally they would have had M16's slung around their shoulders but I was just a little kid on a bike. So I stopped and got off my bike, putting down my stuff as I did so. Then they started asking me what I had done to the kid and what I was doing covered in blood and carrying a shark head. I got about halfway through the story when one of the guards noticed that there was fresh blood coming from my foot and that I should probably be taken to the hospital. I agreed and got into the Humvee with them. But not before gathering my things (shark head included) and having them put my bike into the back.
We got to the military hospital about 15 minutes later and for some reason they felt the need to carry me inside even though I told them I had just been riding my bike and walking fine. But they carried me anyway and I carried my shark head, that thing was coming with me until it rotted to nothing.
I got 7 stitches in my foot and it finally stopped bleeding about a half hour later. Well, I got the stitches about an hour after I had gotten into the hospital. Many stares came from triage nurses and patients. About 15 minutes after I had gotten my stitches my parents arrived and started asking me the same questions I had already answered about 20 times that day. Then they asked me about the kid whose arm I broke ( who I actually saw while waiting in triage) and I told them he had tried to take my shark head and that he had tried to punch me but I used my Tae Kwon Do moves (I had started it about a year before, but they never taught me to catch a fist and snap an arm) and for some reason I will never understand, they believed me. Good ole parents.
No charges were brought against me when the parents of the kid had heard the whole story and from then on I had 2 security guards who thought I was the coolest little kid ever, giving me rides in their Humvee and scaring people with the bullhorn on my command.
As for the shark head, I had intended to have it mounted and keep it forever but before I had the chance it started to stink so much my dad threw it in the trash. Knowing this might happen I kept one of the teeth, but it got lost amongst my other shark teeth when I moved to Pennsylvania.
So in the end the only proof I have is my own story and possibly if you asked the kid whose arm I broke. But I don't think he likes me.
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Submitted by Hexidecimal (user info) at 2005-10-25 01:35:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
thanks, this is one of my fav stories
Submitted by DanielH (user info) at 2005-10-24 23:17:35 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I totally believe you. About a year ago a shark literally chased a girl up on shore, snapping at her. It beached itself doing so. People grabbed up whatever they could find and beat him to death. When I got there he was almost dead, and my friends and me gutted him to see what was in his stomach. The beach patrol took him away afterward, for what who knows, but there was a dog collar in him, all that was recognizable. He was a white-tip with about an 8 inch bite. I hate sharks. They're way out of control here. They say it's because we've depleted their food supply in the deeper waters, but I don't buy that. The snapper, Spanish Mackerel and other deep-water fish are as abundant as they were 15 years ago, going by what the charter boats bring in.
"...it got lost amongst my other shark teeth when I moved to Pennsylvania."
I've got a box full of sharks teeth, about 100 at least, none that I killed myself, except for one bull I caught during the Shark Rodeo we have here ever year. The biggest ever caught in the rodeo was over 900 pounds.
Submitted by internetslacker (user info) at 2005-10-24 22:52:13 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Nice arm snappin'. Anyone tries to take your shark head, you gotta learn 'em.
Good story!
Submitted by Flapjacksupreme (user info) at 2005-10-24 22:50:45 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by joedaddy (user info) at 2005-10-24 22:18:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
good reading pace