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 The Turkey Escape Then we heard a bullet hit the grass. The next thing we noticed was we were in a strange house. “I think someone captured us”, said Levon. “I think you are right, it’s Thanksgiving and we are turkeys and they want to eat us”, said Mom. I said, “I have a plan. How about we run out the door and jump over the fence?” “Sure”, said Levon. “Ok”, said Mom. So we did. Then Mom tripped on a rock and we helped her up and then we jumped over the fence. Then I said, “Let’s move to California and hope we never get caught again. But we can only hope”. The next year, the turkeys were playing in a meadow in California and then wham.... to be continued. PS this story is not real. Just if you thought it was real now you know. Oh, and Levon is actually my brother’s name If you were wondering. Article posted November 18, 2009 at 02:07 PM • comment • Reads 7068 • see all articles |
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