Me, Misshappyowl
This is a book I have written by myself. If you want to suggest ideas for stories, go tohttp://misshappyowl.weebly.com/. This is an animal perspective story about a depressed owl in the midst of a joyful, pitiful parliament. Enjoy!
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05/31/21
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Chapter 3
03/03/09
It was their anniversary again. I couldn't do it this year. I couldn't. Constant waves of owls “feeling sorry for me”. They just wanted to go eat and forget about it and sleep. In the morning everyone would be happy again and no one would care. No one cared anyway. Only I was hurt. Only I was sad. I looked down,prepearing. I was ready.I neared the edge, ready to fall, ready to join-
“Oh hey- I heard there was- Oh my god!”
She saw me, ready to die and was shocked. She was warm. She didn't look at me in disgust and shame. She cared for me and she healed my inner wounds and she understood. I was stupid to think no one could understand. In fact, I was foolish, ignorant and selfish. She introduced me into the beauty and the happiness of this world and that saved me. She showed me the things worth living for. I no longer wanted to fall, to die, to join. I was MissHappyOwl. :)
