thanks lunachick and ruby for the inspiration of writing our own bird story.
DAY ONE
All I remember was being thrown into a potato sack with 3 others includind my sister. 15 minutes later a bright light shown and a young teenager came excitedly to us as it must have been his birthday because he was wearing a pointy cone hat, he gently picked us up and set the other 3 in the new home for us. A bigger teenager grabbed ahold of me(he did not know that my wings were pinioned) and tossed me into the pen, all I remember was a ruSh of chilling air and a stabbing pain all through out my abdomen, after being dizzy i wanted some water so I tried to get up but I couldn't i couldn't even walk! The small teenager, whom now I call my dad, picked me up and set me in a straw pile uderneath a heat lamp with a bowl of fresh water and some nummy crumble. In the morning I couldn't hear the soft calming quack of donald or the loud obnoxious quack of daisy or lulu my sister... they were gone!
TO BE CONTINUED!
hope you liked it so far
DAY ONE
All I remember was being thrown into a potato sack with 3 others includind my sister. 15 minutes later a bright light shown and a young teenager came excitedly to us as it must have been his birthday because he was wearing a pointy cone hat, he gently picked us up and set the other 3 in the new home for us. A bigger teenager grabbed ahold of me(he did not know that my wings were pinioned) and tossed me into the pen, all I remember was a ruSh of chilling air and a stabbing pain all through out my abdomen, after being dizzy i wanted some water so I tried to get up but I couldn't i couldn't even walk! The small teenager, whom now I call my dad, picked me up and set me in a straw pile uderneath a heat lamp with a bowl of fresh water and some nummy crumble. In the morning I couldn't hear the soft calming quack of donald or the loud obnoxious quack of daisy or lulu my sister... they were gone!
TO BE CONTINUED!
hope you liked it so far
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