Hello! My name is Shawna. I'm two years old and the youngest turkey in our family. I have two sisters and one brother. Their names are Sharlene, Deandra, and Dusty. They are always picking on me and making me cry. And they tease me because I am so small and can't do what they can do. And everything I do, I seem to do it wrong. My mother is still alive, but my father got taken by the butcher people and they killed him to sell in the market. Boy, do I miss him because he was the best thing in the world to me. But now that he is gone I don't have anything to do but just sit around in this barn and do nothing every day except help mother fix our grass beds.

My brother and sisters are always lazy and never fix their own beds. They always go and play when they are not supposed to. My mother has a very hard time trying to get them to listen but they are too spoiled ad always get away with what they do wrong. I'm the only one that can never get away with anything, since I am the youngest one in our family.

Two years have passed, and now my mother is gone. She was also taken by the butchers and sold in the market. Now there are only me, my brother and sisters. I am always being picked on but I don't take it that hard now that I am older. I just leave them alone and try and do things on my own. I always wish my mother and father were here so that I could be happy and so I w ouldn't be too lonely. Boy is my family going quick! I always wondered why they didn't pick different turkeys to kill, because I really liked my family when we were all here. But I realize now that someday all of us inour family will be gone, because the butcher people in this barn will kill us and send us to the market to be sold. I hate for it to happen to me, because I want to enjoy life and try and have fun for once.