Majesty of.....
Majesty of a Turkey Vulture
The kinda true story of how nature ruined somebody's day
It was one of the most important days of Bob's 8th grade year. It was the day of his language arts final exam. He had a lot of trouble concentrating in class so he wrote it in a store room with little distractions, or so they thought.
He has just finished his first page and felt relatively confident on the rest of the test. It was on the second question on the second page where he heard the ear-drum bursting sound coming from the window. He almost fell out of his seat with fright, he didn't know from where or what this sound originated from. It sounded like a baby bird that was being born, or a bird being eaten, there were a lot of similarities between the two sounds, the screeching and the crying mostly. He decided to investigate and see what made this sound. He looked out of the window.
It was a turkey vulture, walking around the grass in front of the store room, Bob didn't know what to do, he couldn't concentrate with that bird screeching. He couldn't go find a teacher or else he would be accused of cheating. He would just have to stick it out.
The plan went terribly and he was sure he failed the test. He was sad for the rest of the day until the next day when the teacher told him he got a A. From then on Bob listened to vulture noises every time he wrote a test.
(I said nature ruined his day, not his week)
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