Start of another story- The Baby Bird

she felt the need to go back to the park where her specail tree was. her strawberry red hair, her tall skinny figure was sitting locked in her room by her utterly anooying parents. the only reason she was looked in her dark bedroom was because she sneaked out to that magical, brilliant place which was her specail tree at the park. the tree and place just made her feel free and to let everything out unlike the trouble and domm she was in now. there was also another specail thing there at the park, the baby bird……

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