Singing Bird

I closed my eyes and shook his head. No, it was not true. I pulled out my fingers in my hair, Shout Spirit. Crying.

'' I'm so sorry..'' My dad, Burt said with tears in his throat. He put his hand on my shoulder, but I ran quickly away from me.

'' MOM IS NOT DEAD!'' I yelled straight at his face.

Dad shook his head and put both of his hands to his eyes. He sat down carefully.

Bullshit, Mom is not dead. She is just have a little cold, That's why she is not here. No, She is sleeping. Just sleeping.

'' The cancer took over, Kurt. They could not do anything.'' Whispered Dad. Loud enough I could hear it. I shook my head several times. I could not be here, everything hurt too much. Especially my heart, As a small part of me disappeared. I slammed the door hard and ran out of my room. Get out of the house. Into the air. I ran the fastest I could, With tears spirit spray in all directions. Dad called after me, I heard. But I ignored it and continued running. I decided to run to the woods, The place where everything quiet, just the wind and bird sounds.

'' I can not run more ..'' I thought to myself and decided to stay. I looked quickly around. No one was here but me. I sat down gently on the soft, wet grass. Behind me, a tree log. I leaned gently and slowly to the tree, With tears rinnandes down to his cheek.

''Porutos...'' I whispered with a lump in my throat. Where is my beautiful little bird?

I looked up at the trees and tried to listen carefully after him. I felt his ice white eyes against my neck, Which I shuddered off.

'' Porutos!'' I whispered higher.

A beautiful little bird with wings made of ice, fluttered around me with his beak against me. I forced myself to smile at him. I stretched out my hand slowly, and gently landed Porutos there. He hung his head a little to one side, Audited face as he realized that someone was wrong.

'' What is wrong, my friend?'' Porutos approached towards me and sat instead on my shoulder, his head leaning against my ear.

'' Mom is just sleeping, She has just signed her gorgeous eyes and fell asleep. Right, Porutos?'' I said was headed toward him. Porutos looked sadly at me, like he already knew what I meant. He knew everything about my family, More about my mom. I have always talked about her. I heard Porutos sighed silently and sorrowfully at me. He rubbed his back against my neck, a sign that showed consolation.