"CREEAK!" The jetty made an awfully loud sound as she put her body weight onto it. As she looked down into the water, she saw a few bubbles rise to the surface. It was clearly just a fish... or was it? Cautiously, she made her way to the end of the jetty.
She has rented a boat with her family. Stepping into the row-boat, she sat down and put both of the paddles in her hands. The diary lay by her feet.
FIVE MINUTES LATER
Pantint like a dog, she stopped rowwing, it was harder than usual. That is weird, but, it won't be anything.
After a hour of doodleing, she put her head down, and fell into a content revery.
"KNOCK! KNOCK!"
She lifted her head up, there was a knock, from underneath the boat?!
