The hawks dark side
Once upon a time there was a boy called Chris he somehow loved birds. One day he went to the Bird show and said to mum “I would like a bird”. but mum never bought him one. Chris kept on begging his parents for a bird but they never bought him one.
A long time ago there was a young boy called Chris he somehow loved playing with birds. One hot and cloudy day he went to A Bird fair. Later that afternoon I said to Mum “I would like a bird”. but mum never bought me one. Chris kept on begging his parents for a bird but they never bought him one.
One night he had dreamed of having a bird that was attacking him,it was a hawk. The bird had a long wingspan, Eyes like a angry Hungry eagle descending and zooming through the sky as the breeze was passing by. He had sharp feathers and a long beak trying to attack him on his leg. Suddenly he woke up saying “ It was just a dream” then he saw a hungry parrot that had flown in from the window. he grabbed him but suddenly the bird started to chase him around his room.
Later that Night Chris saw a cage lying around from the bird show. He quickly grabbed it and put the hungry parrot in the cage.Then gave him food and some water. Later that morning Chris had gone to the kitchen where mum was getting breakfast ready “ where did you get the parrot from” Chris replied “ I had found it on my window seal”.
After school Chris asked his mum if we could keep the Parrot He begged his mum that he would take care of it for the rest have his life. Then mum had to think for a while. mum had agreed with him keeping the parrot so he did. For almost 2 months he has kept him safe and healthy.
After 1 whole year Chris has been happy but today he was not because his 1 and only parrot had died from drinking dishwashing liquid Chris was feeling really sad. Later that night his mum said it will be alright you will get used to it. After 2 years he had never came back to talking about his parrot.
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