True Stories

RoadKill

Today, Dad was taking me home from school. Since it was a half day, we stopped at Jersey Mikes to pick up lunch.
I was in the car, listening to music until I saw a tiny, brown, black, and white figure out the front window. It was a bird flying right in front of us. The bird then flew downwards and Dad realized it in time to get out its way. Birds, man. They always want to get into your car. I check behind me to see if the bird was dead. Nothing but road and cars. I sighed in relief and continued to go home.
Then I ate lunch and now I'm going to eat M&Ms. I wish that they were peanut though. All well.