Hey guys, this is a short little story I wrote about a chickens life. I hope you enjoy!
One day, John the chicken was born from his wonderful egg thrown at the ground by a large blocks man, called Steve. When the egg was on the ground, it hurt when it hit, but John got out, and started to cluck all the way everywhere. the next day, the Steve was coming out of his house, then he went into the pen John and all the other chickens were in. all of a sudden, Steve took out a sword made of rock, and then he started a filthy chicken-slaughter! John was scared, man. he was like, all clucking with fear, and running about to get away from that horrible sharp rock.
the next day, John was all grown up into a full-sized chicken. he was so happy, he could ride a pig. but once again, Steve came out of his house, and came into the pen, and then everything was black, and John couldn't feel anything. the last he saw was a sharp piece of metal glaring down into his eyes.

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