I was staring into a pond….

A koi pond. My little heart was racing.

I hated birds. Dad knew it. He would know I did it on purpose.

When Dad moved out, I had thought my joy would double. Two Christmases, two birthdays, and amazing presents, each parent would have to try harder. But Dad bought a coy pond. Then a parakeet. Then a doberman.

He forgot to buy me a birthday present.

Dad came home. Out back, I was staring into the koi pond like I hadn’t let the bird loose. Like I hadn’t called the dog’s attention to it, emancipated and flightless.

It was beautiful.

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Title by: ponderthis1
Story by: Nick

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