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One day, a little chickadee decided that it was time to leave her nest, for she was getting bigger and it was quickly becoming too small. So, the little chickadee said goodbye to Momma chickadee and Daddy chickadee, and then flew far, far away from the little tree in the park. After three hours of flying, her little wings got very tired, so she landed in a different tree in a different park. It was a hundred years older than the tree she lived in with Momma chickadee and Daddy chickadee, and just a little bit bigger. She liked this tree just fine, because it was home to lots of other little chickadees, and even some squirrels, and she had never met a squirrel before. While she was resting in this tree, she heard of a MUCH bigger tree in a MUCH bigger park very far away, and she was sure that she would like it better. But she was still very tired, and for now, this tree was just fine.
The next day, the little chickadee met one of the many squirrels that lived in this 100-year-old tree, and they became great friends. The squirrel made the little chickadee laugh all day long with his funny faces, and kept her warm at night with his big, furry body. He even shared his nuts with the little chickadee, and so she shared her eggs. She liked very much spending time with her friend the squirrel, but she kept making her plans to fly to the MUCH bigger tree in the MUCH bigger park very far away. When the little chickadee told her friend the squirrel about her plans, the squirrel became very sad, and told the little chickadee that he would not go with her. This news made the little chickadee very sad as well, but she was sure she would feel better when she arrived in the MUCH bigger tree in the MUCH bigger park, and so the two friends parted ways.
It took the little chickadee five hours to fly to the MUCH bigger tree in the MUCH bigger park, and she thought about her friend the squirrel during the whole flight. She found the MUCH bigger tree without much difficulty, but it was MUCH different from the way she imagined it. It was MUCH different from the 100-year-old tree she used to live in, and MUCH different than the tree she lived in with Momma chickadee and Daddy chickadee. The little chickadee was scared; she missed her friend the squirrel and thought of him every day. She wished that he had come with her.
The little chickadee decided to fly around the MUCH bigger park and to make new friends. The squirrels and chickadees that lived there didn’t make her laugh like her friend the squirrel, and though some were willing to share their nuts, they were very bitter. Her friend the squirrel only shared the sweetest nuts, and so the little chickadee soon became very hungry. The little chickadee started to realize that she didn’t really fit in better in the MUCH bigger tree in the MUCH bigger park, and so she started making plans to go back to the 100-year-old tree and back to her friend the squirrel.
It took a very long time, and she needed to rest for a little while at the nest she used to live in with Momma chickadee and Daddy chickadee, but she finally made it back to the 100-year-old tree. After an even longer time, she found her friend the squirrel, and she told him just how much she had missed him. She didn’t just miss the nuts he shared; she missed the way they used to laugh all day and the way he kept her warm at night. She realized just how sad and cold she had been without her friend the squirrel, and right then and there she promised that she would never leave the squirrel again.
But then a big fucking black cat jumped into the tree and ate the little chickadee and the squirrel, and her promise didn’t matter.
The end.
The next day, the little chickadee met one of the many squirrels that lived in this 100-year-old tree, and they became great friends. The squirrel made the little chickadee laugh all day long with his funny faces, and kept her warm at night with his big, furry body. He even shared his nuts with the little chickadee, and so she shared her eggs. She liked very much spending time with her friend the squirrel, but she kept making her plans to fly to the MUCH bigger tree in the MUCH bigger park very far away. When the little chickadee told her friend the squirrel about her plans, the squirrel became very sad, and told the little chickadee that he would not go with her. This news made the little chickadee very sad as well, but she was sure she would feel better when she arrived in the MUCH bigger tree in the MUCH bigger park, and so the two friends parted ways.
It took the little chickadee five hours to fly to the MUCH bigger tree in the MUCH bigger park, and she thought about her friend the squirrel during the whole flight. She found the MUCH bigger tree without much difficulty, but it was MUCH different from the way she imagined it. It was MUCH different from the 100-year-old tree she used to live in, and MUCH different than the tree she lived in with Momma chickadee and Daddy chickadee. The little chickadee was scared; she missed her friend the squirrel and thought of him every day. She wished that he had come with her.
The little chickadee decided to fly around the MUCH bigger park and to make new friends. The squirrels and chickadees that lived there didn’t make her laugh like her friend the squirrel, and though some were willing to share their nuts, they were very bitter. Her friend the squirrel only shared the sweetest nuts, and so the little chickadee soon became very hungry. The little chickadee started to realize that she didn’t really fit in better in the MUCH bigger tree in the MUCH bigger park, and so she started making plans to go back to the 100-year-old tree and back to her friend the squirrel.
It took a very long time, and she needed to rest for a little while at the nest she used to live in with Momma chickadee and Daddy chickadee, but she finally made it back to the 100-year-old tree. After an even longer time, she found her friend the squirrel, and she told him just how much she had missed him. She didn’t just miss the nuts he shared; she missed the way they used to laugh all day and the way he kept her warm at night. She realized just how sad and cold she had been without her friend the squirrel, and right then and there she promised that she would never leave the squirrel again.
But then a big fucking black cat jumped into the tree and ate the little chickadee and the squirrel, and her promise didn’t matter.
The end.