I was putting my
rubbish in to the bin. Than it started to talk to me, But I couldn’t describe
what it was saying, it was speaking baby language.
I was starting to
walk back until it started to follow me like a little baby duck that was
strange because people were looking at me.
When I got home it
followed me into the house. I got the biggest fright. When it started to copy
me like a mirror, but smaller.
It is so cute that I had to adopted it
because it was the most special thing to me.
Hi,
ReplyDeleteYour story did make me smile. A bin which wants you as its parent! Lovely.
I really like how you described it like a little duck - I knew exactly what you meant abut how ducklings follow their mother around.
I am glad you adopted the bin in your story as well! It sounds very sweet.
Keep writing!
Rachel Wills (team 100wc)