Ficlets

My uncle and I sat in the motorboat,waiting for it to reach the center of the deepest lake in the world.
Lake Baikal,5371 ft. deep,in Russia.
Although both my parents are Russian,
I like to call myself an American because that’s where I was born and raised there since I was 16.
Now,having to stay at my grandma’s 2 years,I thought I might as well make the best of staying away from my friends
The boat had reached the middle of the lake,my uncle and I dove under.
I swam slowly,taking the beautiful sight in.
There were turtles swimming peacefully,not disturbing anyone.
There were millions of different species of fish swimming franticaly in schools everywhere,
everywhere was an amazing sight to see.
My gazing got interupted when I felt a tug at my oxygen tank,I glanced back quickly enough to see my uncle zooming past me in the water,holding my oxygen tank and tube.
I swam up there only in time to see my uncle glide away in the motor boat.
The last thing I heard was him zoom off before I blacked out.