In this world there are few people who don't have friends unlucky I am one of them.
Because of my family problem I was not like normal child. I am little introvert.
But that's not mean, I am a boreing person. If I talk with someone he/she might gets bore because of my nonstop talking.
I get quite use to with my life where is no friends. I am happy to be alone.
One day when I came to my school I saw my brother bought a little bird for me.Its a martin bird.
"Sis, come here this is your birthday gift for your 13 th birthday, it's a male one. "
I saw this bird with my curious eyes, didn't know how to react.
When I touched him with my one finger "chichi" corus the bird.
In one day he became my friend not only friend it's became my first friend.
I came to his cage and talk with him the whole day and he also listen my talk.
But after 1 month I noticed that he was not happy. I could see his pain because I didn't see him as a animal I see him like my friend.
I asked my family members what happened with him but no one had a answer that satisfy me.
But my mother said honestly about it,
"Doll, you think that he is your friend but do you think about his life. How can you feel when I lock you in a prison whole day ???do you feels good???"
(Doll is my nick name)
"No one can be happy without freedom, if you love him truly let him go."
What can I did if my one and only friend leave me but I decided to gave him happiness which was he deserved.
After two day later I prepared my self and open the cage gate. But she didn't go.
Every one was shock he came a sit in my lap.
Story is not end here, After 3 months later my little bird died because of prison.
He kept his friendship till death.
Thank you for reading, it's a true story of my life that's make me realise that true meaning of friendship.
