Red Herd
As I did every Sunday morning, I would go to the docks, walk to the end of the slippery pier, and watch my friends. Their numbers were increasing day by day, I started to think that they knew me and were calling their new friends. As they fed, they grew and became more crowded. As their numbers increased, my rest time at the pier also increased. I didn't feel like leaving, I wanted to witness something for which I had put so much effort and effort.
As I did every Sunday morning, I would go to the docks, walk to the end of the slippery pier, and watch my friends. Their numbers were increasing day by day, I started to think that they knew me and were calling their new friends. As they fed, they grew and became more crowded. As their numbers increased, my rest time at the pier also increased. I didn't feel like leaving, I wanted to witness something for which I had put so much effort and effort.
