Novel & Cerita I'm Like A Bird I Wanna Fly Away

I can't fly with these small wings Even though I am like an ugly duckling Indeed, when my song reach the sky above Then we shall truly meet Even if a sigh goes by, even if my heart grieves, even if your heart is sad I know, we will find shelter again someday I can't fly with these small wings Even though I am like an ugly duckling Indeed, when my song reaches the sky above Then we shall truly meet One, two, three, I count white sheep Unknowingly, tears began to fall

Why only pain is written in my fate? “If it was possible then I would have helped you”. Ivy tells me and wipes my tears. I close the book and put it on the table beside me. I look towards the window. I wish I was a bird. If I was a bird then I would have flown from this cage a long time before. Only if I was a bird and not a human. Maybe then life would not have been so painful. “I don’t want this life. I want to go back to my village, to my parents. I miss my little sister”. I tell Ivy as more tears roll down my cheeks.

"Oh, God! I said shaking my head at him. He flew out of his seat and ran off to the TV taking my phone and soon enough, he found the movie. He put it on and then he was next to me. If I could reach the top of the world, Be all I am, it'd be so beautiful. "If only... I can be brave and I could be strong." I joined in. "I would know where I belong. If only..." "I wanna feel free to be who I am!" "What I'm about is more than I've been." "Ready to show the world who I am." "Start letting out what I'm holding in."

He leaves the room and leaves me there alone, I don't know what to do, I need someone to come for me, I look around the walls to see if there are cameras, but I don't trust them. "Please come get me." My voice breaks from crying. "Please don't let me and my baby stay here." I'm talking loud so someone can hear me, I try to open the door, but it's locked from outside I knock it for help, but who is going to help me, if even I don't know where I am, I could only trust someone to come to my help.

All I know is that I was ready for a fight. In my new state of what I can only term as psychosis, I decided that this was the hill I was willing to die on, so, instead of doing as I was told, I turned up my nose and headed for the exit. "I'll come for my kids in the morning." Can humans fly? Is that a thing? I only ask because the only way he could've reached me as fast as he did was by flying.

"Go to your room. Don't bother coming out unless you have to." His words dug into me like a knife. I clenched my fists so tightly my nails bit into my palms. The pain kept me from falling apart. "I didn't do anything—" Brandon had already turned his back to comfort Hannah. No one cared to hear my explanation. I felt as though a boulder was crushing my chest. I couldn't bear to look any longer. So, I dragged my suitcase behind me and scurried back to the bedroom. The moment I pushed open the door, my suitcase slipped from my hand and crashed onto the floor. The weight on my heart grew even heavier until I could barely breathe.

“Don’t slap him, and don’t punch my father. I escaped alone. I was going to do it with or without them, and they offered to help.” “Baby, you can’t—” “I’m going to get through this.” I sniff, wiping my tears away. “You will.” He nods, unbeknownst to him, we’re both talking about two very different things. This time, I’m going to Clinshore. I will not waste time. Mama Bird left me all her contacts, and as soon as the heat of this settles, I’m leaving. I just need one chance, one. “I’m going to find peace again, and no one will ever take it from me,” I tell him. “I’m not a caged bird.”

They take it over the top, and they know that there is nothing that I can do about it. “Looks like I’ll just spend my day alone.” I sigh as I notice a bird flapping its wings against my window. It lands on the window sill and pecks the surface a few times before flying away. At least it has the freedom to do whatever it wants without getting a hater or being judged. What wouldn’t I give to be a little bird right now? My stomach rumbles, and I can’t wait until the kitchen is completely deserted before eating. I brush my teeth and hurry out, feeling like I will faint if I dare to delay meal time a second longer.

I could take a break from everything and have a good moment just by staring at this river or listening to the chirping of the birds and wishing I was as free as they were. Each of the birds had that freedom that I desired the most. They could do whatever they want, they could fly to anywhere they want, and the beautiful sounds they made, they could do that anywhere and anytime. I was just like a bird who has lost his wings and was unable to fly, I was like a bird who had lost its voice and could no longer make any sound.

After all, it was my choice to spend those ten years chasing love. However, for the rest of my life, I wouldn't be a moth flying into a flame anymore. I'd be a bird instead—free to fly anywhere in this vast world.