~*~The Life Story of Apple the Budgie~*~

[Magic Birdie]

MORE. NOW.

*writes more*

 

[OwlLover]

Now post it!

 

[Magic Birdie]

Chapter Eleven

I had the weirdest dreams.
I was perching wobbly on the back of a chair, when the budgie family, as big as humans, came, and all squished together on it.
Shrieking, I fell off into a bottomless pit of seed hulls. My fiblings and Mommy and Daddy floated around me.
They did not seem to notice me, and chirped amongst themselves. They seemed happy.



I'll finish it later

 

[Chi Chi]

Yay!! I hope you write more soon

 

[Magic Birdie]

Yay!! I hope you write more soon 

I'll finish it sometime soon

 

[OwlLover]

 

[Magic Birdie]

Whaaatt?

 

[Chi Chi]

O_O hurry! I cant wait!

 

[Magic Birdie]

O_O hurry! I cant wait!

Hurrying

 

[Magic Birdie]

Chapter Eleven

I had the weirdest dreams.
I was perching wobbly on the back of a chair, when the budgie family, as big as humans, came, and all squished together on it.
Shrieking, I fell off into a bottomless pit of seed hulls. My fiblings and Mommy and Daddy floated around me.
They did not seem to notice me, and chirped amongst themselves. They seemed happy.
Then, they disappeared in a swirl, and the family appeared.
I cringed at their sight, trying to hide wherever I could, but there was nowhere to hide. I could only float in the land of my dreams.
Their eyes glowed red, and there beaks opened, showing jagged spikes.
"Mommy!" I tried to scream, but no sound came out.
I opened my eyes. Where was I?
Where was every bird I knew when I needed them?
Probably happy somewhere without me.
I felt extreme loneliness as I got up. Everyone I ever knew had abandoned me and lived as though I hadn't existed.
At least, that was my best guess. I certainly didn't know, but...
What was I going to do?
I crawled along the white holey thing spread across a container.
There was only a tiny dim light shining above me, enough for me to only tell slight shapes.
I sat and pondered everything. Did every young bird go through something like this?
Trying to be optimistic, is this a TEST? For how well I could survive on my own? If it was, then I had surely failed.
Suddenly, the box flooded with light. I turned away.
A big hand reached for me.
I didn't struggle. How much more could I fail?
Instead, he suck something in my beak.
It was FOOD! I could taste it!
Excited, I licked as much as I can, however tired and hurt I was.
Then, I closed my eyes, satisfied.