The fog was lifting, rising off the glossy pristine surface of the motionless lake. There was an eerie aura about the place, bordering on spooky. Something in amongst the shroud of fog moved. Then there came a brilliant ripple that slid over the glassy surface of the lake, assaulting the crystal like state of the surface as it went along. The groups of ripples were amazing, they were perfectly circular. They left behind a broken plastered surface.
As the fog continued to lift, it revealed the source of the ripples, a frog. The frog had jumped into the lake and was propelling itself towards the other side. …show more content…
Alex knew then that the sheriff would find out the hard way, that Alex was telling the truth.
The weekend finally came, it brought with it a bright warm sunny day, perfect for fishing thought Alex.
He walked out to his car, and started it up. As he was driving to the lake he wondered if the sheriff would have arrived there already. He hoped so.
Alex climbed out of his car, to see the sheriff perched on the edge of the lake, holding his fishing rod in his right hand, and his coffee mug in his left hand. Alex could see the sheriff wasn’t even paying attention to his fishing rod or the lake at all, he was too busy drinking his coffee, and reading the weekend edition of the local newspaper, which was lying on the ground next to the sheriff. As Alex was walking towards the sheriff, his attention was captured by something out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head to see a shadow in the lake silently approach the sheriff and his fishing rod. Although the shadow was silent, it left behind a wave of ripples, fanning out towards the shore. Alex just stood there in awestruck. The shadow reached the end of where the sheriff’s rod entered the water. It violently tugged at the sheriff’s