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That Special Bird |
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One day I saw a bird. |
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Then another bird came and another bird came. |
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Birds came after birds one by one following each other. |
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They all landed on a tree in front of my house. |
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Soon all the birds were there, singing. |
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I was too afraid to go out because I might scare them away. |
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Days past and the birds came back to the same tree and sang the same song. |
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I knew they wouldn't be scared of me, so I went out to take a closer look at the birds. |
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One bird came up to me and landed on my finger. |
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Soon I realized that this was the first bird to land on the tree. |
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My mom came outside and knew that I just loved these birds. |
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She wouldn't want a bird nest in her house so she told me to pick one bird. |
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It was a hard and easy choice. |
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All the birds were good but I knew the one on my finger would be the best. |
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I made my mind up soon. |
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I chose the one on my finger. |
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All the other birds thought that were a good idea. |
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I named that bird Speckle. |
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Speckle and I were best friends and lived a happy life. |
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Story written by, |
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A little girl |
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