So once my family and I went on a fishing trip. I was like 10 ish and easily bored so I'd find entertainment in odd places. Imagine a little a kid in really long pigtails and overalls just skipping around, with absolutely no fear of falling off the pier into the water. I was also the weird kid that liked to play with dead things. This one guy bless his soul kept giving me bits of fish like the whole weekend and he finally asked what I was doing after a few days asked me what I was doing with all of them, so I said checked what the time was and told him "come on I'll show you!" As I skipped down the pier and dropped a bunch of fish over the side down into the water. He looked so confused for a moment while I just smiled, whispering "shhhh they're coming..." Right as around 30 sharks just started a frenzy for the fish bits. I had been every hour for the past 3 days tossing the fish scraps I had collected out to the sharks to watch them. The poor guy looked at me then to the water in fear seeing as I practically summoned the sharks out of no where. I was called shark girl the rest of the trip by all the fishermen on the pier.