The Sparrow, The Girl, and A "Rock"

Just a short story I wrote earlier this year about a girl picking some flowers and a sparrow following her to a "rock" for a contest of sorts. Figured I'd share it on here since this is one story I've actually finished, all my other ones I've tried writing, and a few I for a time submitted on here, I gave up on. xD

Might be a bit sad for some people, I don't know. While writing it I more of was going for a happy kind of sad if that makes any sense? I also didn't really edit this very well so my apologies for any misspelled words, wrongly used words, ect. Keep in mind this is my first story I've finished and first story I've written in over a year or two.

Any feedback, both good and bad, is appreciated. :) Regardless, I hope you enjoy reading.