Day 1 - Animals
Animals like cows, pigs, chickens, and horses are all I see everyday. I am tired of seeing the same things and want to see other things beyond the farm.
Animals like cows, pigs, chickens, and horses are all I see everyday. I am tired of seeing the same things and want to see other things beyond the farm.
The barn, where I live, is a bright red building. It may be my home now but I will soon escape.
Cats, always watching us from the house, and I hate how they stare. Dogs are better however, since they help protect the farm animals.
Ducks are always in the pond. Which I think is boring. They should try rolling around in mud.
Eggs, A chickens baby. I hate seeing the owners take the eggs away from the chicken koop
Day 6 - Grass
Grass, the food horses and myself eat. A yummy nutritous treat
Hay is soft and warm, which is why I seelp on it everynight.
Water that runs through the farm and the fields. I like listening to the flow of the stream leading to other places that are bigger than my pen.
The tractor makes a loud sound as it moves across the farm every morning. I wonder where it goes after it passes my pen.
Kennel is where the dog sleeps. He watches the wh0le farm and makes sure we are safe.
Livestock lives together all around the farm. Cows, Chickens, Horses, and Goats are my neighboors.
Mud is my favorite place to play. Its cool and soft on my skin. When I am in the mud, I forget about my worries.
Night makes the farm quiet and peaceful. Stars shine brightly above me.
Orchard is full of trees and sweet apples. I hope to explore inside one day.
Pig pen is my home, but it also feels like my cage. It keeps me safe but also keeps me trapped from seeing whats beyond my pen.
Quiet mornings make the farm feel different. No one was watching it closely. I felt most importantly like freedom
Stables holds the horses. They look strong and free when they gallop. I wish I could be fast like them.
Tracks stretch across the dirt today. They lead all the way to the dirt. I followed them with my eyes and imagined them leaving.
They move like waves in the field. I feel like my journey could being here.
X marks the small opening spot near my gate. My heart beats fast everytime I think I have a chance.
The yard was empty and quiet today. No one was watching. I knew it would be my only chance to escape.
Zinnias grow in the bright colors on the edge of the farm. I walk past them slowly as my heart raced. Zinnias were the last thing I saw before my escape to the outside world.