Other Non-bird Related Stuff (For Some Reason)

Two months ago, on a Saturday, I went somewhere to go river tubing. I forgot where I went though. But for some reason, the entrance was 5 miles away from the city, and we had to walk there. WE HAD TO WALK 5 MILES. It was the worst time of my life. And when we finally got there, we had to jump off of a bridge. Yes, the one with the cars. Don't worry, it wasn't a deep fall. But like, why? So once we were in the tubes, and the tubes were in the water, we started making jokes about what our birds might be thinking at home, and I said, "What if Rosie says, 'Where are our humans?' and Major says, 'Did they DIE?!'". Now, I know I said this page is not gonna be related to birds, but just go with it. I swear to - anyways, after a while, I started floating away from my parents, and when I tried to paddle back to them, the tube flipped over, and both me and my parents were all grateful I knew how to swim. But my parents didn't know how to, so we had to call some random family to help me get back to my parents, and I did, but we had to climb up a bridge to exit. Again. WHY?! It was exhausting. Ugh.

This other story is about when I went to the police station. Have you ever been to the police station before? I did. I went there for a scout event. It's so fun! Especially the jail cell part!* In the car, everyone was yelling a lot, but one person parked in a wheelchair park area was telling us to stop, along with another person. It seemed to be his son, because he was a youth, and was honking his car horn at us. It sounded like your classic school alarms. Scary. We all stopped yelling, but after a while we started yelling again without noticing. Then a literal policeman came to tell us to stop! He was wearing a blue shirt with a shiny golden badge on the left side of his chest. He was also wearing beige pants. At least he didn't yell at us. That would've been really scary. Then he took us through a boring tour through all of the paperwork rooms and the gym. He told us that we couldn't touch anything in the gym, so we were all "aw man!" from the inside, but we didn't show it. When we got to the jail cells, they were empty, so we went inside to check it out. And guess what? Shane locked us inside! He literally closed the door and we were locked inside! The policeman wasn't there, so we had to sit on the green, leather bed for the rest of our lives. Just kidding! If we did, how would I be writing this? We stayed in the boring cell for something that felt like fifteen minutes, and some people were even sitting on the toilet! Ew! A few more minutes later, the policeman finally came! We were all screaming in terror! We thought the policeman would never come! But, he did. Shane, for some reason, went back inside the cell, and locked himself inside again. That didn't go well for him. Then he punched the thick and sturdy window inside the cell, and let's just say that his fist wasn't the one doing the breaking. Then we all went home. Except for Shane, he went to the hospital. Poor Shane.

*Only if you behave well inside the jail cells!

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