I used to have a bird. We never found out if it was a boy or a girl so we never gave it a real name. People would say that it was a boy because of it's colors but still never got a name. I would always call him baby names and and talk babyish to him. I loved him so much. One day when I was mad at my brother I stormed out of the house and he flew out side into the thick woods across the street. He didn't know where he was because he had never been outside before and hes a tropical bird so he wasn't native. We found him 2 months later. We had to get rid of him because he needed more company around him.
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