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My Father's Sad Departure

My days have been good but sadly my days went on without having a dad to be there for me and my brothers and sisters. I loved him and I still do, don't get me wrong.  It was a year after me and my brothers and sisters were hatched. It was August, and everything was nothing as it seemed. Until one day, a person came into the pet shop asking for a male bird the same species as us. A male song bird, as he requested. That was my dad I just couldn't let that stranger take him away from me. The store keeper came over and unlocked our cage. So many emotions went through my head. All though my siblings weren't paying attention at all to the cage door opening. I quickly scurried over to my dad to see him one more time. He was now about to get on the store keepers arm that they lead us on to. So that he could be perched, onto that stupid arm of his. I jumped up as quickly as my little chick body could go. It.. was to late my father had been taken away from me and my siblings..

At this time I basically, felt like everyone was dying or leaving because of my mother Scarlet. I honestly don't know. 10 weeks everyone of my siblings started to freak out. Father wasn't coming back. He had been stolen by that stupid human being. If I were one I'd fight to get these birds out of their stupid enclosures. I'm not happy in my habitat, at least not when father isn't there with me. I miss him, I really do. Onto my gender.. I was originally thought to be a girl.. But It turned out I'm actually a Boy. -you hear signs of laughter from a baby chick, all though it's not real-  My adoptive mother Scarlet Is now almost in her days of not seeing us. It started out when she didn't have any friends at all just her chicks.. She started avoiding us not even sharing bits of food with us. Some of my siblings struggled to live. We did make it through though. When the store keepers noticed signs of neglect we were moved into a small plastic cage with air pockets cut into it. All seven of us were crammed inside the cage for a 11 months. We missed mother and we were hand fed. One day Mother returned but not like herself. She had a peculiar little bump on the side of her leg. It's what is known to be malignant cancer. 

The truth was that she had been said to be on her death bed. The store keepers were kind enough to let us see our mother before her death. The cancer had spread to quickly and wasn't diagnosed until it was way to late. December 25th my dear mother died of Malignant Cancer. The real name for this cancer was Muscle cancer other wise known as Embryonal rhabdomyosarcoma. Apparently she had it when she was only 5 years old. It wasn't caught until again, to late.