Her heart sank through the depths of the jungle's highest trees. She squawked while trying to free herself from the strong grips. Deo slid through the bushes to where Yushin was. "What are they doing here too?" she thought. Then Yushin let go of Jojo, into a burst of feathers.
Deo glided down the muddy grounds to the puma and macaw company. Then, he wrangled himself to a nearby tree and rested.
"You know, I want to spend more time with Sinhala, but..." confessed Deo.
"But what, Paul is stopping you?!?" exclaimed Jojo.
As pieces and pieces were put together, Jojo was starting to form the big picture in her mind.
"That bastard, that bastard, I think he is stealing her away from me!" Deo hissed.
Though dismissed by the macaw, whatever Deo said could be the dawn of unexpected chaos.
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Dried Leaves and Broken Feathers
JugendliteraturSome would call it Animal Farm, but I beg to differ. Following Jojo the Macaw in her story of self-healing, we learn about the diverse natures of our identities defined by our circumstances.
