A Bird

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I don't understand.

Why can't they see what I see

We aren't different...are we?


I see it. Watching me. Standing. Waiting..?


"Are you waiting for something?....What are you waiting for?"

Is it telling me to come to it?


"No way! I'm not stupid, you're on the edge of a cliff, I'll die"

It just stared. Is it dumb? That's alright

"If you're dumb and don't understand, that's ok!"

.....

....

It just stared(?). tilting it's head


Oh?



Ah..


I see



It wants to see me scream in agony


You're weird...

You're scary.I'm not scared.It's just confusing why only I can see you

"Jump"


I want to see what happens if it falls down the cliff

Will it break it's head and just lay there?

or

Will it just stare at me?

"Are you not going to jump? Why"

The 'Why' was not a question, I didn't want answers.




It just stared....and before I knew it, I had already been at the far edge on the cliff, standing, tiny rocks falling off.





Mhm..






I'm falling





I am going die





It's gone




I lied



It was never here



I tricked you



The little Lady jumped off like a delicate butterfly, reaching out her hands as if to fly




Thank you being here, for watching me fly

Fly in the wind....

Here I go.....

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