Okay, so in class, we were looking at a book, called "Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?"
And We had to use our own opinions, and eventually wrote a story. Now through my years of writing out things, I have been told I have a lot of potential in writing, as I can be descriptive. Anyway, heres my reason why the chicken crossed the road.
One day a chicken named Poogle, decided to take a stroll by the clear blue pond.She clucked happily as she rustled her feathers about, her claws leaving small holes in the soft dirt. Her journey to the pond would surely not take her to long. She picked up her pace, the wind rushing through her feathers, the wind shining down on her, making her feathers look shiny and smooth. She reached a road, a bush behind her rustled, a voice came from the bush, but she thought the voice was inside her head. It said:
"Cross The road!"
So she did, and as she crossed it, a car came speeding along and hit her. Her face smudged down the window screen, her eye ball flew out, and bonged on the road.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Because The voice Told Her To!
XD