They say don't go out into the swamps alone, especially at night, or else the Gollywomp will get you. That's what my Ma and Pa always used to say. Always told me there was something worse out there, far more dangerous than any other critter lurking out in that old lagoon. Of course, their old nonsense never stopped me from setting foot out in that bog. Me and my brothers always used to go out into the forested swamps of western Florida to go fishing. Never once ever saw anything too dangerous, not even a gator. These waters were calm and peaceful, least that's what I used to think until I came across something. Something so impossible I never thought I'd live to tell the tale. I went out into the bayou one Saturday afternoon with my brothers to do our usual fishing. We were planning to bring back something delicious to turn into gumbo. We knew it had been getting later in the day and that we should turn back home but I had told them, "Come on! Let's keep going, we've almost caught enough!" We continued until it began getting dark, and that was usually about the time of day where gators would be lurking. We heard splashing in the near by waters and turned on our flash lights to see what the ruckus was. Something had been in the water with us, and it was something big. Sweat dropped down my skin as my thoughts began to race. A few minutes later things went quiet again, and I turned back to start up the boat's engine. The minute I turned my back there was a huge splash sound. One of my brothers screamed in horror and the other yelled, "Gollywomp! Gollywomp! It..its the Gollywomp! Get us out of here!" I turned to see what they had seen and to my terror there he stood, the Gollywomp of Black Lagoon Creek. He was a tall, muscular creature with scaly skin and glowing yellow eyes. His mouth was full of razor sharp fangs, and he looked to be some sort of humanoid fish monster. I raced to get the engine going as the creature began moving towards us. I got the engine started just as he was almost upon us. We stormed out of that swamp faster than you could say Gollywomp. What we saw that day terrifies me to this day, and I wonder if the Gollywomp is still out there lurking in the swamp.