Walking through the vast chicken farm with my sister to find the best eggs possible, the aroma of urine invades the area, inviting me to regurgitate. As I start to get over the fact that there is a horrible stench, a chicken flies towards me awkwardly, but at such a pace it frightens me.
“I didn’t realise they can fly,” I stated inquisitively, hiding the fact that it startled me.
“You can’t be that dumb, have you seriously never seen a chicken fly, ever?” she exclaimed.
“No, and I hope I never have to see that disgusting animal ever again.”