Scarlett was OK!

Since I was three years old, I have loved chicks. Now that I am eight, I am old enough to have my own chicks. First Daddy and I built a coop for when the chicks got older. Then we bought five chicks. They were all one day old when I brought them home.

I named one of my chicks Scarlett. She was supposed to be a Rhode Island Red, and she was much smaller than the other chicks. Scarlett was so small that she fitted into one of my hands. She was a reddish color and had feathery feet. She was very sweet.

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