I was in a small pen, surrounded by other hens and roosters. They pecked me and the rooster tried to mount me. I huddled against the only hen who didnt peck me, Hazel. She was a lot like me she couldnt see at all. Both her eyes were closed and she was the smallest of all the chickens. We were like sisters, we both were gold in color. Penny? Where are we? Hazel asked softly, for she always had a soft chirp that made my heart tingle with love for her. In a very small cage, bars surround us on all sides its terrible Hazel. Food is running out! I said urgently. So as we sat in the corner of the small pen, awaiting the lady who always brought food, hens pecked us and make our combs bleed. We noticed a black and white hen who lied in the other corner, who nobody pecked or did anything with. She had a glare on her face, it seemed, and I dare not attempt to befriend her, afraid she may blind me totally like Hazel. I could only see out of one eye, and it had always been that way. I heard a hen say, Hey look! That hen has a blue eye and a green eye! What a weirdo! and then all the hens laughed. I looked through my good eye as I saw our owner put some bags with handles in a weird metal thing that moved, than drove away. This story is going to be written in Penny's (my BO) point of view, this is from the beginning, before she came to us. Any comments would be great!