I was at Audrey’s house. Adele, Audrey’s sister and her friends were painting birdhouses. When they were finished we noticed that there was still one birdhouse left. We decided to decorate it. At first we were planning ahead trying to be neat, carefully painting clouds and flowers, but when you sit next to a friend you’re bound to get a little crazy. Well, that’s exactly what happened. The birdhouse got transformed in a mad flurry of laughter. When we were done our once neat and pretty birdhouse had taken a turn for the worse. The clouds had smiley faces all over them and the flowers did too. We also made a mess. Making that unfortunate pair of jeans I was wearing un-wearable. It may look like a horde of hysterical hyenas attacked it but it was fun to make. That is the story of the birdhouse.
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