Bullhead

The small town of Beamer Falls Lake is under attack. Something around their water is killing everything in sight. What could it be? Fear is starting to take over. I remember when we were water skiing at Lake Cold Water on a beautiful sunny warm day in Cold Water, Michigan. It was my turn. Woot, Woot. I was skiing around the lake for at least 3 to 4 minutes enjoying every wake. Then a wake knocked me off balance sending me crashing into the water. I laughed while waving to Cheryl and Ed, telling them that I was ok. I was trolling the water while waiting for the boat to come back around to pick me up. Then it hit. Da-not, da-not, da-not, da-not, my heart started to race then pound. I looked all around in every direction at the dead calm water. My feet cannot touch the bottom. I started to breathe heavier. I knew I would see a fin or gator coming towards me. I seen the boat coming straight at me. I start to swim towards the boat as fast as I can. I start to panic thinking something is under me or starting to chase me.