Once upon a time a bird hatched an egg. One egg. The nest hosted was very unstable and it resulted in the egg falling through the nest. A little girl about six years old just so happened to be sitting under the tree reading a book. She had but her basket next to her in the basket it contained a fluffy scarf. The egg was very luck and land in the basket. The little girl looked away from the book to see what the plopping noise was. To her surprise it was an egg. The little girl cared for the egg waiting for the day it might hatch. She looked online to see when it is supposed to hatch, and it said a week. So she waited a week. After a week went by and the egg had not hatched she knew deep in her heart that it was dead. She was so devastated that she hung her self. By the time her parents found out, she was long dead. As they gathered her dead body they heard a chirping sound. It was a baby bird. The father opened the window and let the bird out.

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The Little Girl
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