I'm Like A Bird I Wanna Fly Away นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I won't let you go. "I will make it so you can't live and can't die."

A bird in a gilded cage can never truly soar. I wasn't meant to belong to anyone. I was meant to fly on my own.

I questioned God and some tears pricked into my eyes. "Whenever I think that my life is going to be happy now you make it even more difficult" "Food" someone knocked on the door. "I am not hungry," I said without opening the gate. Birds chirped making me shift my attention to them. They were flying high in the sky chirping happily. "How lucky are they. They can go wherever they want" I muttered. I also wanted to fly high in the sky where no one could resist me from doing anything. But my destiny has decided something else for me. I think I am meant to live under control.

Third-Person POV The phone slipped from Michele's hand. He'd always prided himself on being rational, but in that moment, he lost it completely. "No, that's impossible! Absolutely impossible!" He rushed out of the apartment and sped toward the airport at full speed. Outside, the rain was coming down in sheets. No matter how hard the wipers worked, they couldn't keep the windshield clear. Apart from the words "lost contact", "thunderstorm", and "low survival rate" swirling around, his mind was a complete blank.

I have to escape! I do the only thing that comes to my mind: I run.

Make I want to fly through the seventh sky Mr. Chiko Fierce: To let go of my longing, don't forget tonight. Me: Yes sir Ah, fix! I'm crazy !! I could be making smiles myself like this just because of Chiko.

I think I have an idea of what I will do with this. I let myself visualize that I am a brave bird, taking new heights and detaching myself from whatever keeps me on the ground. I feel like a more enormous eagle with these gigantic wings and use them to take a huge leap--no, massive flight--of faith to take me to the place I want to be in. One day, people will still be below me, shining their lights to signal that they are still there with me, although I am this kind of an eagle. Flapping my wings, blow away those who try to cage me. I am a bird free from the clasp of those who use me, yet I will still be looked upon by everyone I love.

I opened the jar, put the spoon in and put a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth. Tell me what you'll do after you release her body. When your naughty curiosity dies. That's right, as I know it I start singing it, while I go to I*******m to see what's new: -Because without you, I don't care about the world," I sing. If you go away, if you go away, if you go away my sky will turn gray.

Me and her were like Kassandra, we have a home were we belong, a home we long for. And base on her diary entries, it seems that she doesn’t knew or have any idea that the world we live in was a book. It was already a big clue, but I turn blind and didn’t bother question it. We are like the birds, trapped in their cage. A prisoner of this world. If I were a bird, I'd fly to the top of that tree, look around for a few minutes, just to say goodbye, then fly away and never see any of this again. Maybe I'd just start flying and not stop until I die of exhaustion. Just to get away from here.

I've always loved birds. They remind me of the freedom I never had. I've always wished for the ability to fly away from the misery of my life like those birds. But right now, there's nothing in the world which I hate more than birds. I scramble around the bed to look for pillows. A sigh of relief leaves my mouth as soon as I grab two pillows and put them beside my ears. My head is pounding and the chirping noise of the birds isn't helping one bit.