REVENGE OF THE TURKEYS
BY Chris Judkins
Copyright 1997 by Chris Judkins
November 22
It was a few days before Thanksgiving and I was excited about it but there was a downside to it. Every Thanksgiving a few turkeys that died each day came back from the dead and started pecking people to death. Now it's almost that time of the year again and we're preparing for the revenge of
the turkeys.
November 23
We start to feel the first signs of this phenomenon that happens once
a year. Some people die, some people live, and some people are
hurt seriously but they live.
November 24
We're getting closer to the end... Now blood is rising out of the
ground. Unfortunately eighty eight Turkeys have died and fifteen more died
today. This will be a very big battle. We were in the middle of a briefing we
recalled previous battles. We found out that most turkeys aimed for the
head and gouged out the eyes and ate the brains of it's victims. A few
minutes ago there was a huge boom in the Turkey Graveyard. We knew it
was almost time for the battle so we handed out weapons and got in our
positions. There were only 7 members of our group. Their names were
Bob, James, Mark, Erica, Rachel, me, and Bill.
THANKSGIVING DAY
It was 12:00 A.M. when the first wave of turkeys came in and all were
bloodthirsty and evil and one bit our dog Spike but Spike bit it back. He
ripped that turkey limb from limb till all that was left of the body was a
couple of feathers. The others we destroyed, but the worse was still to
come..
1:00 am
We've beaten two waves of dead turkeys but now there were turkeys
from all our farmhouses in the County coming toward us. Now they
seemed to be levitating in midair. Just when we heard a noise it was our
neighbors in their jeeps.
6:00 am
Our neighbors were unsuccessful in helping us. The turkeys were
ready for them. They killed them all and blood was everywhere and the
turkeys had the advantage. They outnumbered us seventy nine to seven
and we needed help bad. Then my dad came with three other people
carrying propane tanks. They put them by the huge gas tank and then my
dad said "get in the car" and we all got in the car and my dad poured a
mixture of oil and gasoline and lit the paper fuse and they started a fire in
the house which caused everything to explode which destroyed the killer
turkeys. Now we are living with our grandparents in Rhode Island, but even
here we have something to worry about.......KILLER SNOWMEN!!
The End
PS Spike was ok but my goldfish weren't.
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