The big bite

I was just a fisher sniggering at my brother trying to beat me at fishing. He never was a good fisher; it was obvious he never will be he did not even get the right bait. I looked up purposely to snigger once again, but instead of seeing my brothers’ failure, I saw him with a bite. With him pulling that hard I expected some seaweed caught on rock. Surprisingly he caught a ‘fish’? No it was more a worm, with dagger teeth and devil eyes. This wasn’t good; the worm opened its jaw widely and bit his head off.

By Jewel