The wind rustled my feathers as I dove down
and planted myself on an old rotten
banana peel. "Ooh! What is this?" I pecked at
the waving food. "SQUAWK!" My beak slipped
through the food pulling it all around my body.
It felt like I had just plopped into an ocean full
of knives and deep, cold ice. A shadow brushed
past my tail. Then out of the pile of waving food
slowly came a...
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