The Way the Turkey Got Away
If I was a turkey and I was about to get eaten I would wait until no one was looking and escape.
I am a little turkey and I have two brothers, a sister, a mom, a dad. We are all together. We live in a vinerd. I am the second youngest. It goes in this order. Mom, Dad, Jalon, Juwan, Me, Zakeya. Me and my sister are twins and 9 years old, Jalon is 14, Juwan is 12, Mom is 33, Dad is 33. We are a happy family.
We went across country. Someone found us and took us to their family’s house to cook us. Before they could get the material when he turned around we escaped.
When he turned he looked through the window and saw us running.
He came running after us but he was too slow to catch us so he had nothing else to cook.
He went shopping the next morning and got a turkey and other good things.
We spent our Thanksgiving with our family. It was great instead of cooking things we played games.
We never got captured ever again.
We were very happy because of that very day on Thanksgiving Day.
My dad was very sad when Thanksgiving Day was over because he loved eating and spending time with his family and friends and so were we all. My mom thought that the day of Thanksgiving was the best day of the year because you eat and have a family gathering.