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Re: Editing this short story Quote: |
Originally Posted by NewHope The Chicken
As I was walking down Stanton Street early one Sunday morning. I saw a chicken a few yards ahead of me. I was walking faster than the chicken, so I gradually caught up. By the time we approached the Eighteenth Avenue, I was close behind. The chicken turned south into Eighteenth. At the fourth house along, it turned in at the walk, hopped up the front steps, and rapped sharply at the metal storm door with its beak. After a moment, the door opened and the chicken went in. | |