“finely I finished, my shopping is d- w-wots th-that BIRDS aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa h-have some bread but please leave me alone I mean no harm”, she sighed”.

“no help help birds are attacking me I’m dun for I’m too young to die”

more are coming.

“There must be 1000 of them get them off of me”

a young boy comes and Snatches the bread

“give that back I’ll call cops”

“o sorry I didn’t know I thought I heard you say you wanted help”

‘no- no pleas help I’ll do anything anything I’m begging you”, she sobbed

“OK All your food is yours.”