WRITING 14

Many years ago, I was playing with my little brother, when an object fell on his head, he was crying, but I only looked that strange object.
It was made of plastic, it had four legs and four wings, it was white.
We take it home so that our parents see it, and told us what it was.
My mother didn´t know what it was, but my father did. He told us that this object was a drone, at that moment someone knocked on the door, saying: "My drone has been stolen by you!". Quickly my mother opened de door and she explained that everything had been a mistake. The boy, who owned the drone, understood it and returned home.