"A new world" story

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    AnimalsComeFirst Chillin' With My Peeps

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    I strutted through the evergreen trees, my head low to the ground, I pecked the ground in hope of bugs. I raised by head when I heard a rustle in the brush. I took off running, clucking nervously as I jumped over rocks and sticks to escape! The pine needles hurt my feet as I ran and tripped and stumbled. Just yesterday I was in a soft, cushy coop with shavings and warm, feathery bodies to snuggle against… now I am running through a dark forest, followed by a predator and I don’t know what it is! I scrambled into a small ditch and crept under some weeds for protection. Memories floated into my head… yummy food, friends, mom, dad… all gone…

    I snapped out of it when I heard a twig snap very close by. I crouched lower to the ground and didn’t make a sound. I heard heavy breathing… it sounded like a big animal. I heard muffled growls and grunts. Suddenly dirt was thrown into my face…. And… well, I guess I was a little tense, so I kinda freaked out. “BAWWWWKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!! CHIRPP!!!! SQUAWKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I screamed as I flew out of the ditch and high tailed it down to the creek, in hope of escape. I looked back only to see a armadillo digging in the dirt, grunting and little growls escaping from her mouth. Embarrassed, I fluffed out my (now dirty) golden feathers and tried to walk nonchalantly away.





    *Not a true story, fiction.*
     
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    RingedTeal Chillin' With My Peeps

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    AnimalsComeFirst Chillin' With My Peeps

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    Chapter 2

    All night I stayed awake…. Running, hiding…. being chased by coyotes and raccoons. By sunrise… I collapsed under a broken down car on the side of a highway for hopefully a few hours peace. I soon realized that humans are NOT nocturnal. They take their big, shiny and noisy “pets” and force them to go up and down a road all day. So I wandered on through the forest, every now and then stopping to rest and care for myself. I missed my home. I remember yesterday night all very clearly…. A night that I shan’t never forget…..

    I escaped from the coop, for I was entranced at the lights up above me in the sky. Those sparkling, clean white things that always seemed to be there…. So magical. I didn’t feel like sleeping in the coop, so I camped out under some trees nearby. I fell asleep, but soon to be woken.

    I opened my eyes in shock as I felt something grab me by the wing! “SQUAWKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I screamed for help! The farmers dogs came running out to save me, but this coyote was fast. He had me tightly by the wing as he jumped over logs and across creeks and through thorns and thickets. I could hear the dogs following us for a while, but soon their barking faded. The coyote stopped and dropped me to the ground. My wing was bleeding, and I was so paralyzed with fear that I didn’t move, I just waited for his sharp teeth to sink into my flesh. The coyote suddenly sniffed the air… stood like a statue for a moment, then ran quickly away. I looked to where he was going… only to see a white tailed deer being chased by my captor. I took my chance and ran back towards to where I thought was my farm. I was wrong.
     
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    AnimalsComeFirst Chillin' With My Peeps

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    Would anyone like another chapter?
     
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    Chapter 3
    Being by yourself in a forest full of dangers is quite difficult. Believe me. The days after the attack were rough. My wing stung and grew very painful. I could not fly… I could not run, because I would either loose my balance because my wing dragged along the ground, or because my feet ached from walking on thorns and sharp pine needles. In these days, I ate bugs, seeds and grass. Water was scarce this time of year, when winter was coming, most of the ponds and lakes were frozen over. Brooks and fast moving creeks were dangerous for a injured bird. I know because a terrible thing happened to me at a brook.

    I was exhausted. I needed water. My only resource was a fast moving brook. I climbed over slippery rocks and was careful not to let my feet get caught, for I knew that if I brake a leg, I would be next on the menu for some animal. I reached the edge and was sipping water, when…. I slipped.

    Water gushed over my head… I gasped for breath each time I came to the surface. Water soaked through my golden feathers, blood started to flow through the water from my wound which was now opened up again. Rocks hit my sides and suddenly… a strong current took me under the water for a few seconds. I tried to cough and shake my head. I suddenly froze. Up ahead, was sky. The river led to a…… WATERFALL!
     
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    Chapter 4

    I blacked out. I felt coldness, loneliness, wet and hungry. When I awoke, I was half alive. My wing was bleeding even more, my feet were all scratched up because of the rocks scraping them, my comb was torn in pieces and what feathers I had left were soaked and matted. I closed my eyes, hoping that when I awake… all the pain will be gone.
    When I awoke, some of the pain was gone…. And all the pain was forgotten when a friendly face appeared before my eyes. Soft brown eyes, a wet, black nose and a wagging tail was all I needed to know…. A dog. “What….what do you want?” I said, I started to get to my feet, a little scared. “Dude! Don’t move! You’re scraped up bad.” he growled. I looked at him with nervous eyes, scanning his body. He looked like a german shepherd, brownish black, brown eyes, grey whiskers and alert ears that seemed to always be twitching and moving… and a friendly tail that waved in the air like a flag. He was a poor excuse for a dog… so skinny I could see his ribs! I didn’t trust him. That skinny body was probably craving some fresh meat… and I think chicken is on the menu! When he turned away to smell the air, I jumped to my feet and ran. I heard him bark “Wait! You’ll fall into….”

    “SNAP!!!!!!!!!!!!” The earth fell beneath my feet… and I went along with it! A hunters trap.
    The german shepherd poked his head down the hole with a angry look on his face. “I told you to wait! Any animal in the right mind can smell this trap a mile away.” he barked angrily.
    “There’s no way I can get up. I can’t fly with this wing.” I said mournfully. The dog sighed and his head disappeared. “No! Please don’t leave me here alone! I’ll listen!” I squawked. Suddenly the sun disappeared and down came the dog. He landed right next to me; a grunt escaped from his mouth when he reached the bottom. “Haven’t made a jump like that…. Since…..” he paused. His eyes were filled with memory and sorrow. I sat quietly, looking up at him with such gratefulness. He had jumped down here to stay with me… he might never get out again; he did it for me, a unhealthy, useless chicken. I dragged myself over to him and snuggled next to him, grateful for a friend.
     

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