The house was full of birds.
I mean full of birds. Lots and lots of birds all flying, cheeping and hopping around and turning everything into one big monochromatic Jackson Pollock painting.
We all stared in shock. Mom and Dad both dropped their bundles of grocery and Christmas presents.
The house was full to the brim with birds.
As soon as Dad opened the door, they came flying and hopping out.
Thousands of them. All fluttering and just as surprised-looking as we are. The whole front yard was awash with them in seconds.
The little twins Paul and Jenny started laughing. Not only it was very funny to a couple of six-year-olds, they probably thought it was all just a fun show.
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