The Three Birds

Once upon a time there was a short boy named Chris. He lived with his old wrinkly Uncle Jack who looked like a witch. They lived in a very cold planet called Neptune. They tried to find a house but instead they lived in a big, scary haunted house. His bed was rough as a stone.

Chris drifted off to sleep for an hour. When he was asleep he blinked and he saw something bright. He saw three birds with colourful wings. The butterflies were big and bright. He quickly swooped down with a jar and caught the birds and butterflies. It was because other children at school was jealous of him

Suddenly he woke and he saw one cage that was open. He went out to searching for the bird. He looked in the bushes but he wasn’t there so he checked the tallest tree and he found him. He begged the bird to “Please come down!” but he just ignored him.

So he went back home and he saw two cages open. He went straight back to that tree where he just came from. He was right. The birds were there. He told them please come back but the birds did not want to come back.

So he thought to himself they do need freedom. He rushed back home like flash and opened all the jars, so the creatures could be free back home where they lived happily.

 He was very sorry for the creatures because he locked them up in the cages, so Chris visited them every morning after sleeping in his bed.

On the first day November he woke up in a happy mood. He went to the tree where the birds were. When he got there the colourful birds were having fun. They made lots of friends in the dark, deep and creepy forest.