02-27-2010, 06:42 PM
Fly Free, Burgle.
I was tossing and turning, tossing and turning in my bed. It was nearly 1:00 in the morning and I was excusted. Something didn't feel right, something just didn't feel right. ''Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep!'' I said as I drifted off.
The next morning, I woke up. Something felt really wrong, like, you couldn't explain it. The closest word to it would be drematicly wrong. Kiddles was dead silent, which isn't normal cause he would normaly be comunicating with Burgle, who was on the other side of the house (because the disease he had is contaduse with both birds and people.) Anyway, Burgle wasn't chirping eather, which was also wierd because Kiddles would be chirping to him, or maybe the other way around.
I walked into my sisters room, there was pink everywhere, which was perfectly normal cause she is one of those girly girls. We talked and laughed and had heaps of fun together.
''Something dosn't feel right'' I said
''Yeah'' my sister agreed
''Go and check on Burgle, he might be all better and you and him can fall asleep with Kiddles on that beanbag again'' She said. I ran those words threw my head as I walked over to the laundry to where he was. I was beaming. I couldn't wait to get Burgle all better so we could get on with our happy lifes.
''Burgle'' I said softly ''Where are you?'' I checked his swing, no Burgle. I checked his toys, no Burgle. I checked his perches, no Burgle. Where was he? I checked those very spots again and he wasn't anywhere to be seen. But then a horrible thought struck me. ''No'' I said to myself ''Thats not possible. Not Burgle!'' I looked staight down, onto the cage floor, and, there he was. Dead. I rushed to pick up his little body. ''Burgle! Its me! You can't leave me like this!'' I tried to get his little heart beatting and him breathing....But, nothing. He was dead.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, to my mums room. I swung the door open and screamed in my mums face
''Help him! You have to help him! Now! You can't give up on Burgle!'' I was devestated, but determaned to get Burgle back with me. Mum stared at me for a bit and then at the dead body, of Burgle.
''I'm so sorry, Amber'' She said holding one of my hands and rubbing it ''But Burgle is gone, sweetheart.'' I could tell that she was trying to cheer me up, but it wasn't gonna work.
I backed away a bit, and sat on a chair. Staring at my dear Burgle, who was no longer alive, with his best buddy, Kiddles or me.
For you, Burgle: I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, Burgle. You were the best little budgie anyone could wish for. You cheered me up when I was down and were always ok for a play. But now, its your time to leave me, and spread those wings and fly free. I'll come to join you someday.