Tweet to Talk by Myles

“Eat it, eat it, eat it!” All the birds told me to eat the strange thing a human threw inside of the cage — even the birds in the other cage! I couldn’t handle the voices in the back of my head, so I bent down and PECK! I ate a bit of the mush. At first everyone gasped, they didn’t expect me to eat it, but after a while they all forgot about it, but I was still worrying. What if it was poisonous? Am I going to die? What will happen to me?

As I started to relax, it hit. My stomach ached up a storm, my head was feeling woozy, my legs could barely hold me up and I couldn’t fly! My vision got foggier and foggier until I went out cold.

As I slowly woke up from what felt like a one-year sleep, something felt off. My eyes weren’t on the side of my head, and I couldn’t fly. I look down at my body, my worst nightmare had come true.

“AHHH! IM A STANDING UP MUSH BALL!”

All of the birds look up at me, but all I could hear was “tweet!”

I trudge over to the other birds, trying not to lose my footing.

“Hey guys! It’s me, Terry, don’t you remember me?” I look up in despair as I see them soar away from me, but then I hear a strange voice, a voice that I recognise.

“HEY! GET OUT OF THE CAGE RIGHT NOW!” I look over to see a person with the word “ZOO” on their shirt.

“How did I not notice it before?” I thought to myself. “But this is my home, why doesn’t anyone remember me?”

“GET OUT OR IM CALLING THE POLICE!”

“What’s the police?”

“JUST…GET OUT!” He unlocked the door, and I inched out of the cage. I look back at my cage and I thought “I never should have eaten the mush.”

As I meander through the so-called “zoo”, I couldn’t help but realise the delicious smell. I tilt my head to the side and see a little house with the words “ICE CREAM.”

“That has to be where the smell is coming from.” I thought to myself, licking my lips.

I sprint towards the ice cream house until BONK! I run into an invisible force stopping me from the ice cream.

“What is this sorcery?” I mutter to myself. I slam my hands onto the glass, each slam I go harder and harder, until the magical sorcery shatter in front of my own two eyes.

“HEY! THIEF!” I hear a voice behind me, it’s the same person that kicked me out of my home, but then he grabs out a weird piece of technology and starts talking into it. “Hello, police? Some guy is robbing the ice cream store.”

There’s that word again. Police. What is it?

I hear sirens behind me, it sounded as loud as the lions when they don’t get their food. My instincts tell me to run, but I don’t know how. So I just stand there, watching the men march into the zoo.

I keep staring at them until CLIP! “You have the right to remain silent.”

I tried to talk. The other upright snake was staring in disbelief. It was stuttering.

“Wha-a-a-t. Ho-o-w?” Wait… I could understand them. I took a step back. I tried to produce my usual hissing noise, but it was a plainer hiss with no meaning.