The unwelcoming blizzard starts hitting my face with shards and pieces of small ice cubes. The chilled air reflecting from my foil blanket wrapped around my small cozy body, as I explore the Antarctic frozen iceberg with dead raw fish I notice there on the fish there is a harsh bite mark on the side of the fish, then I notice the water a few meters away from me start to move. I get scared and run, then I look behind me and notice a big black thing running after me so I don’t look back and run as if my grandma is going to give me money. I soon get away but I remember my abandoned tent is out there somewhere just dancing with the wind. I am so worried and then in the distance I see my grandma standing there with three thousand dollars so I run up to her and give her a big hug, only the I notice she has three big fish in her hands and she shouts loud in my ear “ I FISH FOR BREAKFAST”
Haha silly me and that black thing was my brother.