Everyday new

By JHKshoot

The story of Kwak

I am Kwak and I have a story to tell.
My mother hatched 6 eggs and out came 6 chicks. We were not strong.
Everyday one of us died. The male owner had to be strong because the female and the kids were to sad. One day they found me, cold in the yard.
The man threw me in the garbage bin.
The female and the kids complained and said I had to be buried properly.
The man said he would take care of it and got me out of the bin. Then I moved.
I was taken inside and the man held me close to his chest. I grew stronger.

Now I am Kwak, the say I am a rooster but I am more.
I am "THE HOUSE ROOSTER"

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