“There once was a small bird.. one day it flew away from its nest, it flew so far away it had no clue where it was. The small bird was scared and paranoid. Suddenly it heard a small noise in a thorn bush. Not knowing it had thorns it charged the bush. The bird got a wing stuck on a few thorns it didn't know what to do so it tried to fly. That didn't go so well, it tore it's wing.. blood trickled down it's feathers painting them red along with everything under it. But it was still stuck. This time both wings were pierced. This bird had no way of making it out. Everything was starting to darken in the birds point of view, it could barely keep its head up. Suddenly its head just dropped. This poor poor birdy shouldn't have flown away from home, cause it's not coming back.”
