The Chicken Confusion

The Chicken Confusion

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WpMetadataReadConcluida lun, dic 21, 2020<5 mins
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This is just a random little short story that I wrote when I was bored and thought of sharing. It's not creative or anything, just a stupid little short story that takes about 5 minutes to read. It wasn't planned, I have no idea why I wrote it but I did o.o It's mainly about a little chicken crossing the road and two silly friends, a cat and a donkey. It's inspired from the old joke "Why did the chicken cross the road?" There's not really much to the story but I wanted to publish it! I hope u enjoy! :)
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So, I'm kinda clumsy. I tripped when I walked across the stage to receive my high school diploma, knocked down a ladder that was supporting my dad, and sneezed into a wall. Yup, you read that right. I sneezed myself into a wall. So maybe I am a walking train-wreck trapped in a lanky twenty-two-year-old girl's body. At least my family loves me-tolerates me might be a better way of phrasing it-but even with my clumsiness I'm still able to get by with minimal craziness and just a whole lot of embarrassment. A whole lot. That is until the fateful September day I find myself chasing a chicken into a wedding cake. My sister's wedding cake. . . on her wedding day. . . in the middle of the reception. . . in front of two hundred other guests. I've got a new number one on my list of embarrassing moments, but this time I swear it wasn't my fault. I blame that chicken, my grandma, and the stupid bowtie she put on it, probably hoping to marry me off, so she can have the best man all to herself. Okay, fine, so maybe it was totally my fault, but. . . This is how it happened ©2018 ℓαℓαℓαℓαwriting

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