A Story In 100 Words

He stopped going outside except when entirely necessary. He’d constantly peek through the curtains hoping they’d not notice. They always noticed. They were waiting for him to make a mistake.

Chickens were meant to eat pretty much anything. But his chickens had gotten a taste for grapes. They were sweet. They were also expensive.

He couldn’t afford to feed them nothing but grapes, so the chickens had gotten a taste for eyes. Now, they were determined to have his other one.