Do not commit crimes

Every summer, I visited my gran every week, until the year I committed my first crime. It was summer, and it was hot! So hot you could cook an egg on your sidewalk. That is, if you could catch one. The chickens started roosting on the rafters again. My brother says they like the wind on their butts, I just think they don't want to be near him; my brother and I were waiting for our parents, on the porch's shaded areas. We would have waited in the pool if the bear cubs didn't tear it down last weekend. Anyway me and brother got bored so he said " wanna have some popcorn? " I nodded so hard I fell off the chair I was sitting in. He laughed then got up and gestured me to follow him by hitching his thumb. I got up and followed him to our "secret" garden. It's not really a secret but we like to think it is, he snapped of one of the kettle corn stalks and took off all the kernels, stuffing them in his pockets and giving the rest to me he walked in the direction of the barn. When we got there the tin roof looked like it was steaming hotter than oil in a hot wok. I knew what we were gonna do next so I took out my seeds and before he could say anything I threw them on the roof... nothing happened, my brother saw my disappointment and laughed "you can't just throw them up and expect an explosion on impact!" He said. After laughing at my mistake he said "wait two minutes and you will get more than popcorn." I tilted my head to the left, befuddled. After about two minutes what sounded like firecrackers exploding came from the roof immediately following was a flurry of screaming, squawking, feather flying chaos! Turns out the hens were roosting in the rafters and were having a nap... also the popcorn got trampled, and the police were called for disturbance of peace and illegal fireworks. After a long chat and a missing parents report I was stuck at home with my brother while the chickens went to grandmas for rest and recuperation. and yes my parents are fine just really slow walkers.