The idea is to write 150-200 words a day for each prompt and to post it on this blog. At the end of the month, I’ll post the list of prompts if anyone is interested.
Prompt 8: Chickens
Chickens. Why did dad ever bring me a box full of chicks in the first place? I know he found them next to the road and he didn’t want me to be lonely in the farmhouse. I didn’t move to the farmhouse to farm, or raise livestock. I just wanted to get away from everything and everyone. I stopped and turned to look at the small gathering of chickens that were following me.
“Go away,” I yelled. They just stared at me.
I had tried to connect with them. I took dad’s advice and gave them all names: Harriette, Elaine, Lily, Peter, Max, Eleanor. I fed them and built them a pen to live in although they managed to escape all the time to track me down.
As I tried to get away from them again, I tripped and fell onto my stomach. They all climbed on top of my back.
I sighed. Time to start my new life as a chicken whisperer.
(163 words)
Not my best, but I had to post this earlier than what I would have liked. And a headache isn’t exactly helping.
WriterCookie 
Not your best! I thought that was delightful… write with confidence! You can think that, lord knows I do each time I post then when someone reads it I’m like ‘thankyou, thankyou, thankyou…
Sometimes I think animals are much smarter than we are – they know your heart from the get-go.
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