The Pool vs. Auto war had been raging on for quite some time now, but today the final battles were raged. For the first time all year it was warm enough to swim in, so the minute I got home from school I waded on in savoring my victory.

That is until...

SNAKE!

To my eternal shame, I squealed like a little pigtailed girl and hightailed it out of the pool and into the house, calling for one and all to come "get it out get it out GET IT OUT!" Of course I was endlessly mocked for the rest of the night, but I stand by my assertion that the reptilian beast was a pencil-thin foot of pure evil. I joke not; the speed at which that thing was hurtling towards me when I first spotted it can only be explained by unnatural forces. Evil unnatural forces.

I give you props dear pool for an ingenious last attempt at winning the war, but I swam your highly chlorinated depths for hours this afternoon. Victory is mine!