Short Stories

Fly

Based on the events of Mother's Day weekend 2020.

Saturday 7:30 AM - Mother, Father, and my siblings left a few minutes ago. I tried to fly when they did, but something was wrong. I jumped out of the nest and fell to the windowsill.

Saturday 8:45 AM - I still can't fly. I've been trying for hours now! I thought I saw Father a while back, but he didn't hear me calling. What's that? There's a human, a girl. She's just standing there, looking at me. Finally, she sighs and goes out the door that slides onto the deck. She starts moving a bunch of stuff around. She comes back in. She keeps sighing and she looks sad. She's coming closer........MOVE!! GET OUT OF HER WAY!!! What happened? I'm now on the wall opposite the window ledge. I guess I can fly a little bit. She's pushing on a little lever. Now she's pulling on the window. Wait! I see Mother!! I have to get to her. Fly wings! *smack* Ow. What this time?! I look up. The girl is there. She looks really sad now. Wait. I can't move! I'm trapped between the wall and two big blocks!! The girl. She's reaching down! She's goin........She just moved the big blocks out of the way. I can move now. I realize what must have happened. I jumped off the wall and flew into the window. OW!! My leg. It hurts. The girl is going back inside the house. I flutter my wings. I definitely can't fly now.

Saturday 11:05 AM - I can barely walk. I hear Mother and my oldest brother calling for me. But I'm too tired. I can't respond. I have to find a comfy place to sleep.

Saturday 4:30 PM - I found a good spot, and have already had my nap. And I'm not in the corner now, like before. Here comes the girl again. She bends over to see if I'm still in the corner. When she doesn't see me, she smiles really wide. She puts the big blocks back, and closes the window that she had opened.

Sunday 7:45 AM Where am I now? I must have moved while I slept. I think I'm on some stairs. What's that? *loud noise* Agh! The girl almost stepped on me! She's stopped. She looks surprised. She goes back in the house.

Sunday 8:30 AM - A man and a woman just walked through the door at the bottom of the stairs. The man has a flat blue...................something. He's coming closer. He waits till I jump up to try and fly, and puts it under me. He moves the door that slides and puts me onto the deck. I quickly move to the side. The man and woman go inside.

Sunday 9:05 AM - Mother found me. She helped me figure out what was wrong, and I can fly now. I'll never forget the girl and the man who helped me.

The End

A/N: The events of this story are true up till Mother Bird finding him. We got him onto the deck and then we don't know what happened to him. The mother and father kept coming back for a couple weeks. The girl, as you might have guessed, is me. The man and woman at the end are my mom and dad. xoxo ~Dottie

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