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is it possible to get attacked by alligators while youre in a canoe?i have a 8ft. canoe but i have a fear of alligators.is there anyway they can attack or like tip the boat over? i kno its kinda a stupid question but it scares me.by the way i live in florida.

today my freind came over and sittin there then looked off to the side she cried and it was kinda to see what tv sets were for sale its how you pet her i told him but he went sailing i just dont know so i bought 2 light bulbs that night.oh boy then came crashing to ground understand what like she knew.what shold i do?

its kinda a bit of a horror story. its for english. im 13 btw.
Danger in the Deep

It was a beautiful day in the Bahamas. The palm trees were swaying, the crystal blue waters were shimmering, and occasionally you could see a couple of fish dart past.
We were walking along a road just next to breath-taking beaches following a diving instructor, holding our oxygen tanks, flippers and mouth pieces. The oxygen tanks were very heavy and a few people in our group were walking in a comical fashion, because there wet suits were probably a bit too tight.
We finally reached the pier to which our catamaran was tied. I glanced down the pier to see where the watermark where the tide was at his highest. Scattered all the way below was dried up seaweed and pretty shells. As I looked further down I saw that the pier was far longer than I had thought, stretching probably another 15 meters under the water. We walked down it and then clambered onto the boat.
We all took our seats and then we set off. Slowly we started to go faster and faster until the boat was smacking off of the waves and our bums hurt. Our attention was caught by a pod of dolphins leaping out of the water. They were so graceful and beautiful. It just made me feel so lucky I was to be here.
Then, just as I was getting used to the motion of the boat, the instructor slowed down until we stopped and got out of the cabin.
“Okay everyone, go and get your oxygen tanks and flippers, and then, I think we will be ready.”
I heaved on my oxygen tank and formed a line with a partner. Then I sat on the edge with my partner, and fell backwards. The water rushed over my head and immersed me in the tropical blue waters of the Bahamas.
We all gathered together under water and got or partners again and swam off. I swam along looking at all the beautiful coral reefs and the vivid coloured fish. It all went really quick and I could have stayed out there for far longer. But I suppose we had to because it was starting to get a bit darker.
We just started swimming forward slowly when I realised that my air tube was caught on some coral. It wasn’t a big deal so the instructor just swam down and was going to take it off. And then we saw it – a flash of silver darting past. Panicking, the instructor tugged at the pipe, it just wasn’t coming off. Then I spotted another silver flash behind us, and then to the left. I tugged really hard and the coral broke, setting me free.
As I turned around, all I could see was blood in the water, and then the body of the instructor floating upwards with his arm detached to his body. I suddenly realised that my oxygen tank was running out, so in desperation, I swam back to the dead remains of the instructor because I know that they had bigger tanks than us. So I took his tank and pulled mine off and put on his. I felt really selfish doing this, but it’s not like he was going to need it. I swam back up slowly, as I knew that I would explode if I went up too quick. As I swam up upwards so painfully slowly I knew that the shark could get me at any time. I finally reached the top. Then I realised that I was stuck in open water by myself…
I day past and I was shattered, because I didn’t dare to sleep. My stomach was wrenching as I hadn’t eaten anything for ages. My head was sore from not drinking anything and I probably would have lost more from diving. I was so tempted to just drink the water around me, but that would just dehydrate me even more. Now and again I would swish water around me mouth just to stop it being so dry and then I would spit it out. I was so cold, I had lost all feeling in my legs and my fingers looked like they had been in the water for years because they were so wrinkly. I was so tired so I just closed my eyes and tried so desperately not to fall asleep, but I couldn’t help it.
I woke to the sound of an engine; which was strange because I couldn’t see one. But the I looked round and saw the best thing in my life, a fishing boat! I flapped around as much as I could, so it could notice me, and it turned and started to come towards me! Closer and closer until it was right beside me. It chucked down a ladder and one of the crew members climbed down and heaved me up, I would have never been able to climb up myself, I was too weak.
They took me on and took my life jacket off of me and gave me a towel and water. Then once I warmed up they gave me some soup.
Once I got back to solid ground I found out that what happened was that they had mixed up the registers of who was going and who wasn’t and the wrong register had two less people than what there should have been. So they left us out assuming that they had everyone. I can tell you one thing, I’m not going diving again!

I used to go there pretty regularly and I had a banca that I sailed around the island. I usually flew in via Caticlan on a 4 seater from Manila. They had to shoo the animals off the runway. When the Bazzura bar went up it kinda cheapened the atmosphere of the place. I imagine it must be like Kuta beach or something these days.
Well, I still don’t know much about Boracay these days, but thanx people

I have been on overnite canoe trips before but i am not sure if i have everything this time. Usually i forget something. help plz?