This happened in Quillabamba when I was twelve years old. One weekend I went to the river with my family to fish, when we arrived we all felt the scorching sun and then we decided to enter the river to swim, after that we all decided to start fishing; To fish, I put my hands under large stones that are in the water to find some fish. At that moment I felt something under the stone and then I decided to grab it. As I did so, it hurt my finger and I got scared and shook my hand until I threw it away. In the end my parents went to help me and when I told them my parents laughed because it turned out to be an insect that is used for fishing and I didn't know that could be found in the river. After that unusual experience I stopped looking for fish under the stones.
Jean Pierre Cornejo Ticona