Fiction: Group 4
left. I met my fellow by walking through the narrow wynd. It is shiny again like yesterday. Same pattern is
repeated every day. The strong and shiny light reflected by the river shining on me. Brum, brum. Noisy
sound of the engine. Chinese classic music from my radio.
Before the river got polluted, there were many healthy fishes that we could catch, so we did not
had any conflicts together. But now, we have a competition each other. The amount of fishes looking
healthy decreased, so it became harder to catch fresh and healthy fishes. Catching a fish is hard like getting
blood from stone. Even though I catch plenty of fishes, I will not be able to earn much money. The cost of
the fishes are decreasing because the quality of the fish is not good.
It is getting shinier now. 1 hour have past already. I still have nothing in my net. My fellow also
have nothing. We are still waiting for the fishes. After half an hour, my fishing rod started to move. Fish! It
looks better than the fish that I caught yesterday. I was glad when I catch that fish. It might be fresh enough
to sell in the market.
9 have past until now. I have plenty of fishes in my net. My fellow also do. But only few looks
healthy enough to sell in the market. More than half looks sick and weird. It is getting darker. We decided
to go back. I could see the moon in the sky. Strong wind is tickling me. We arrived at the land now. No
more sunlights glittering the river. We carried our net, we are walking to the market. The market is not in a
far place. It is quite close to here.
We arrived at the market. I tried to sell all of my fishes, but I was able to sell less than 10 fishes. I
have earn money, but it is not enough. I decided to bring the fishes that I didn’t sold to home for dinner.
Same pattern again. Dark in the narrow wynd. When I arrived at my home, it was 10 o’clock. It was late,
but we ate dinner at that time. Fishes were tasting really bad again. It have just tasted like shampoo. We slept
at 12 0’clock.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Alarm sound again. Everyday is same. Same pattern every day. I feel like I am a
robot. I wish I was just a robot. I feel tired everyday. Waking up early, going to fishing, fishes do not look
healthy, earn little money, come home late, sleep. We need to payoff the loan, but there are no more
money. It is even hard to live with the money that my wife and I earn. I got threaten that I need to payoff
the loan before this week ends. There is no way to earn money. It makes me feel like I am trapped in a dark
room with no light.
I went fishing again to earn money. It is not that shiny like yesterday. My fellow is not here today.
I am alone. I ride the boat by myself. I feel the emptiness. I also feel the wind tickling me. The wind is a
little bit more stronger than yesterday. I hear the noisy sound of the engine. 3 hours past. There is nothing
in my net. It is getting harder to catch fishes now. I even did not catch any sick fishes. After 1 more hour, I
catch a small fish. It is not good enough to sell, but I should try.
It is getting darker now. I feel the emptiness, and it makes me feel like I am isolated in an island.
There are few fishes in my net, and I decided to go back and go to the market to sell. Brum,brum. Noisy
sound of the engine again. I arrived at the land, and carried my net.
I am now in the market. Nobody is buying my fish. People who bought my fish yesterday say that
it just tasted weird. They said that they felt that they were eating a soap or a shampoo. I stayed in the market
