Written by Mikayla for the 100 word challenge
When I woke up, the vulture was lying down. I went to joe and told him about the vulture. We walked to the vulture and his face went pale. “What?!” I asked. “Do you know how there are bad spies trying to kill your mother? Well, this is their bird. They are probably trying to spy on us,” he exclaimed. Oh no. Then out of nowhere, my sister came screaming with a guy behind her, chasing her. He blasted her with his gun, she shrank into a dog. As it let out a pitiful howl, I knew we were doomed.