16 Sentence Story By Macy Agen

My mother was the kindest, sweetest, and most amazing women for buying me a new parakeet.

TO get a parakeet we had to: First, drive to the store; second, Buy it; and third, Go home.

A good, nice talking parakeet will be a very good present for me

THen, we realized that this bird was very interesting.

When we got home he flew down the steps, to my set of drums.

Squawking excitedly, the bird played my drums.

I stood there, freaking out, watching the bird play.

¨Mom, Stop the bird!¨ I said.

My mother, the sweetest lady ever, then took away the drums.

Then I said, “What in the heck do we do now?”

My mother looked unhappy, and told me we would have to return my parakeet.

This parakeet, who was amazing at the drums, was now going back to the store.

I never thought I would have to bring my bird back on December 25, 2016.

We had to drive to Green Bay, Wisconsin, in our bright yellow Cadillac.

Goodbye bird, I said to my parakeet.

Once we got home we started to eat, my mother prepared a wonderful dinner.


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