Personal Narrative Essay: A Trip To The Lake

I am a 14 year old chubby boy that goes to Westlake high school. I enjoy devouring large amounts of food and going to the lake in our city. The lake is rumoured to have man eating otters surrounding the premises. I don’t like to go as much because I don’t like those scary stories about the lake and we usually run out of food at the lake. We’re going to visit the lake in a couple of days and I’m scared of the otters at the lake. I’ve been having nightmares about it every night and can’t seem to get my mind right and back on track because of it and I haven’t been eating as much as I used to. It is making me lose weight, my mom and friends don’t call me meatball anymore. I usually eat up to eight thousand calories a day and now that I don't eat much, I only eat 4 thousand which is too little for me. Right now I’m packing my food for the trip to the lake since it will take us about 2 days to arrive there and I don’t want another dog incident to happen. I am hoping that the story is fake about the man eating otters is fake and I can gain my weight back.
All I can hear is the sound of my stomach growling as we approached the lake. It has been almost an hour since the last time I ate and I'm starving. It wasn't very wise of me to eat all of the food I packed in the first thirty minutes of the two day trip. I opened my bag and took a
At this point, we were too petrified to move or do anything so we just stared. We turn to run, but we quickly got surrounded by them. They had a gang of otters come to attack our poor fat swollen ankles. The otters got to my friend first. They attacked his legs viciously, making small tears on his ankle, causing blood to gush out rapidly. They held us down by the lake. Our parents weren’t near by, my parents were cooking my fifth meal of the day. We were on the green grass and the king otter came up to us as his little followers held us down. He came up to my friend and