Fishing in a Stream -picture prompt by David Huck

davidhuck1 — 2024-04-22 01:29:16 UTC

Use your imagination to write the opening of a short story or poem inspired by this illustration, or write about a memory from your own life that this image makes you think of.

Short story

2024-04-22 02:10:25 UTC

At the evening the sun light shined. I was in the middle of a river with a fish rod. I was standing to catch fish for my dinner. There were other fishermen and I couldn’t catch any of the fish. I was sad but one of the fishermen gave me a big fish and I went home.

The End

seanhung4080 — 2024-04-22 02:10:58 UTC

As the sun is falling down, night falls. Fisherman just started their busy job. They carried their own rod to a riverside, then they walked into water, to start fishing. Each fisherman carried a net on their back, this helps them to carry fish or capture fish with it. Those fisherman don't travel with boat, but walk by their own, as it's a tradition in their village. These fisherman helps their village to gather foods, which is a important but hard job.

Opeming of the story

oscarhuang4006 — 2024-04-22 02:11:43 UTC

It is already sunset, and we still catch none of them. They said this is a plenty rivers with plump fishes. However we only saw some frogs hiding in the grass, making annoying sounds. Some birds fly above the sky, they fly together, looks like they are going home. I want to go home, too, I said to myself. We have been fishing for hours, from sunrise to sunset. When I decide to suggest give up, I heard someone yell with joyful and surprise.

(Opening)

arthurwu112 — 2024-04-22 02:13:52 UTC

Maybe I could go fishing one day, with my friends or family. I have never been to fishing since I was born. The image let me feel happiness and cosy, which made me want to fishing. The heartbeat of the fishes, the wave of wind and water, make me feel very comfortable.

edisonliao — 2024-04-22 02:14:25 UTC

Max have been gone for over three days, the police assumed that he is already dead. Since Max's step-father refused to pay the ransom, everyone knew the outcome. Now the only thing they can do is to find his body in the river and arrest the crime, who claimed Max's mother did something despicable to him.

aylindemirbag — 2024-04-22 02:15:01 UTC

This image makes me remember a things that I see in a TV show. That is the green iguana catching team will walk together to the place where have lot of grass or stone or river to catching green iguana, and the team will use fishing rod and net to catch them. Usually a green iguana can be very big, almost as big as children.

cadenchiang101 — 2024-04-22 02:15:34 UTC

The sunset fills out the sky with orange blended with red. We are having a good time fishing in the shallow lake. The fishes swam through the transparent stream. My friend and I dressed up in a fishing dress that covered our lower body to prevent water make us wet.

harrisonyeh111 — 2024-04-22 02:15:34 UTC

A fish jumped from the dephs of the lake breaking the calm of the water. As it plunged back into the water ripples carried out over the water. The lake ever so clean sloshed against the rocky shore smoothing the rocks out even more. As the afternoon sun begin to set ,lines were cast and the fisher mans got ready. As they know that once the warm and bright sun sets the bone chilling cold sets in accompanied with the eery silence of the trees. With the bone chilling cold comes the darkness a darkness so black that even with a light you can barely see your hands and feet. As everyone made preperations for the prey in which they are hunting little do they know that they are the ones being stalked , little do they know that instead of being a predator they are the prey. As the last ray's of light reflected off of the water. The hunter moved. Faster than anyone can react two fishermen were already killed as the people scrambled to get ashore to get away from the alpha predator. One by one the people dropped like flies and one by one the people ceased to live. Until at last the last scream broke through the night and the predator had it's feast.

oliviakao4044 — 2024-04-22 02:15:41 UTC

This image make my think of the time that I'm in fifth grade, when I'm in fifth grade, teacher conduct an activity that's when ping ling to play a sport in a river. Even though this image is someone fishing, but it still remind me that time.

applechu4054 — 2024-04-22 02:16:28 UTC

I woke up in an unknown place. It’s actually very beautiful here. The sky appears in front of me with blue and pink, the clear stream flows slowly, and the huge mountain forest covers my field of vision.