These past few days Uncle Alex, just as usual works till 5:00pm and this time in the first of March he looks like he's under a lot of pressure because he has dark circles under his eyes. I almost feel bad that he had to work this long and I really wish he could spend more time with me. It's breaking my heart to see him like this everyday, every time I see my uncle come home, he comes home with a depressed face.
I decided to ask him but he'll just tell me not to worry again. I got up from the bed as Chico woke up right away.
At the kitchen I ate two slices of honey toast. I grabbed my school messenger bag. Left the house with Chico to school walking. I have to admit school is tougher than homeschooling, more kids like me meant more attention to everyone else and as I walk past these streets with Chico following my tail, my mood seems to be under less pressure. For all those months of having him around, the bird seems to be growing every week and now I'm smiling every time he pecks my cheek and nose with his beak.
I have gotten used to the direction to school without any distractions. As I walked, I noticed some shops outside showing displays such as flowers in florist shops, decorated cakes at bakeries and other shops for Mother's Day which is coming soon in May. I wonder why they would set the gifts display up right now quick and early. Maybe people are just too excited to find good presents for their mothers. One girl actually stood in front of one shop with the darling smile, she seems about eleven or twelve there and I felt my own mouth twitching between a smile and sadness.
I ignored those as Chico and I carried our way to school as I tried not to dwell in those feelings, I told Donny that I'd try to be strong and I didn't disappointment on anyone because of these feelings getting on to me just because of some tragedy. As we reached the entrance, Chico as usual flew off my shoulder to some spot where he could keep an eye on me. Sometimes I would feel off not having him on my shoulder, I don't know I guess it's just that I can get lonely sometimes. He is an animal and a parrot, I have always loved them because if I couldn't get the urge to talk to someone well to an animal would help me so much better and until I met the Reynolds, the family actually made me feel like I don't have to worries into my heart longer.
Stepping in the school building, out of nowhere I felt someone pulling me by the coat to find myself coming face to face with the boy named Jason Mcfin grinning at me evilly. I blinked my eyes couple of times to find ourselves in the crowds of students who all shiver.
"Hey Lola." He says as he kept his grip on my coat strong and firm handed like a tight grip of a bear holding its prey.
I glare at him, "What do you want?"
"Nothing, just want to have a little fun" He smiles.
I used my force to pull back, "Well I don't and I don't known who you are or what your problem is? And if you don't mind I'd like to get into class right now."
As I pull myself back from his grip, he yanks on my coat harder. I noticed before crowds of students surrounding us most of them looked scared while few grinned who must be his monkey buddies.
I looked at the students with fear. It was time to be brave just as my Dad taught me one of his words of wisdom,
"If a force tries to scare you, don't let fear win, try to fight it and be brave."
Looking back at this bully, "I am not afraid of people, like you."
He was taken back as he loosens his grip from my coat and I pull myself from his hold harder causing him to fall on the floor, face planted. I walk away faster still stomping grumpily as I heard most students cheering on behind me as though I broke a Guinness World Record or something I did to bring squealing into people's voices.

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Parrot And Girl
Genç Kurgu"Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart."- Winnie The Pooh A story of loss, pain, family, and companionship. And when a certain bird arrived in Lola's world, it might be one of those little things that can make new memorie...