There I was sitting inside this thing all warm and cuddly when all of a sudden I felt cramped, I decided to poke the thing I was inside; Crack! My beak was outside the thing I was inside of. I poked again and again until I was surrounded in holes. I decided to poke up my head a bit to stretch, POP! I saw a whole new world, I was inside a box a warm box. I decided to go back to sleep and the next thing I know I wake up and I'm free! I ran to freedom but instead I ran into the side of the box. These wierd creatures picked me up and put something on my leg then they named me. Apparently I'm a girl so they named me clodette. I was all alone.
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a chickens thoughts
RandomIn this book you will know what a chickens thinking and thoughts and what they do while your not paying attention. This book is dedicated to my grandma molly, for being the best chicken lady ever
