This is my 4-day weekend story dedicated to thanksgiving: Pete tripped as a gunshot rang out. "Gobble!(Chuck!)" Pete yelled as chuck fell next to him. "Got one!"A voice yelled. Pete got up and started running again as more gunshots rang out. A bullet splintered the tree next to him as he ducked into a hole. "Where'd it go?" The voice said as large feet walked over the hole. The voices teceded into the distance. "Gobble(whew.)"Pete sighed getting out of the hole. "Gobble gobble gobble.(gotta get home.)"Pete said. "Gobble gob gobble.(Gotta avenge chuck.)"
To be continued...
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Pete waited quietly in the bushes watching his prey stalk THEIR prey. It had been a long year of training but it had been worth it. I'm bored.He thought. He walked away with the sound of an explosion and screaming humans behind him.
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