Sybil Salamander

Dylan Barbee

Michael Ceraso

English

Have you ever found yourself minding your own business taking a walk in the park when all of a sudden bird poop falls on your head? Well, that's exactly what happened to Stacie on Sunday. But when she looked up she didn't see a bird. Instead she saw a UFO dropping bird poop.

A barely perceptible object— the only giveaway; a brown bag being dropped again a block up. Uncertain how to react to seeing aliens and having poop purposely dropped on her head. To fix her hair would easily cost hundreds of dollars thanks to some joyriding aliens.

She’s dizzy. The poop dripped from her head and slopped lazily onto the ground. In horror, she raises her hand. Touches her hair. Slowly pulls it in front of her face. Blinks. Mint chocolate chip? Do aliens really poop ice cream? She hesitates before performing the ultimate test.

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