10 year old, Trixibelle Peters Feels too small for her age. Her kids at school start calling her TrixieBottletop as in a tiny top that goes on a water bottle. Then a tiny bird flies into her garden and Trixie decides to name it Bottletop. The bird c...
It was the weekend, we didn't have anything on, so for most of Saturday I just texted Ralph for an hour or so and until I needed some fresh air.
Our garden was amazing, tomatoes, corn, beetroot, and all kinds of trees were planted, And all the flowers were in bloom it was lime a nice big garden of friends. Except it wasn't, they were real creatures but they don't talk they just grow while I shrink. I sat on the garden swing for bit, pondering about that word, friends. Not a word I am related to. I kept thinking trying to get it out of my head, until I heard a chirp, no a repeating chirp. Then a flap of feathers, following a body with wings, but very tiny it was... A hummingbird! How delightful maybe this was my new friend to get me out of my misery. I held out my hand and it landed on it, it nestled her head on my palm. Very soft and feathery. "I think you need a name" "Chirp!" It said "How about... Bottletop! Surely that is not insulting to a bird! Now what gender?" I read somewhere that men have more brighter colours than girls, this one' s very bland "Must be a girl. So Bottletop tell me about yourself" She looked like this:
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We talked for 3 hours until it was dinner time. "Promise me me you will come back!" I said. She flew off, but she had a very happy look on her face I did too. But then my face dropped as I the thought flied through my head. The girls
