That morning I sat quietly in the corner of my room, in the part that had a window beside it. The sun had risen from the eastern horizon, the weather that day was very bright. The gentle breeze that caresses the hair. The birds chirping sweetly into a beautiful melody. Birds teach a great life lesson. All you have to do is listen to their song. A bird does not sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. But unfortunately that day I was not in a good mood.

Yesterday I accidentally broke my favorite glass, there is still a feeling of regret in me. I sat alone enjoying the atmosphere that morning. I thought, by sitting still and giving myself some time I could calm myself down. Something I didn't expect happened, there was a small white bird that fell, its body was injured. I was surprised by that. I grabbed it and put it around my seat. Then I stood up and took the tools to treat it.

After I managed to heal the wound, in my heart it felt like there was happiness, out of nowhere. The bird hadn't been able to fly that day, but at least it was getting better. I nursed him for a few days until he recovered, I was happy to see him fly again. It felt so good when I could help the little bird, the bird that couldn't even talk to me. But when I saw him recovering, there was a feeling of happiness that arose in my heart.

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