A story about the day I spoke with a bird named "Lark."

It all begin one great afternoon after heading home from work. I got home, I dropped all my bags at the door and head strait up stairs for some well needed rest. I got up stair to my room and was just about to hop into bed, but quickly stopped when I noticed out the corner of my eye, a beautiful blue like bird perched out side my window singing a song. I must have been very tiered because for a moment; It felt like the bird was trying to tell me to open to window, so I did and the little blue like bird flew striate in and landed on my dresser. The next thing I know some thing inside me propelled me to talk to the bird and as we talked he seamed the understand by waving his head up and down or shake it tail feather from side to side; as I explained my endless day at work. “Then just like that” It ended as soon as it started with him flying back out the window and me lying on my bed wondering if I should talk to my self about work or that I just had a conversation with a bird name Lark?

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