Birds. I have lots in common with them. they blend in. I blend in. The thing about birds is
that no one notices them. They see and hear everything, from your grandmothers funeral to
your unfitted affairs.. even your tax frauds. But hey they're just birds right. Dumb, small minded
feather brains. Birds what could they do. Nothing they wont report you to the police or spread
the rumors that slip your venomous lips. No instead they just sit there, watching.. observing
just like me.
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Birds Eyes
Bí ẩn / Giật gânour story begins with an observant girl named molly in a crowed and small town called pumpkin Pine. When her best friend begins acting strange before disappearing, Molly takes it upon herself to search for her friend since the police are small minde...
