My Blackbirds

Eleven

_ The Third Chapter _
~ The third bird ~

I'm eleven now and my black birds still just a little secret of mine and I kept watching them everyday from the car's windows and from behind my little pink curtains..

I haven't named my black birds yet !

They're not really mine, but I felt they're here for me..

And as any girl in the age of eleven,
my believed in myths much more than before.
And I believed I have my own black birds but, they're free.

Everyday I wake up to find my little pink curtains closed so I go and open them and when I come back home from school..

They were always closed..

I've never stopped going to the same park at weekends and I'm sure you're asking..

" What happened to your little black stone? "

I will gladly tell you that I brought it back to it's home .
The ground behind the broken red swing..
I never stopped going to the park to visit the black stone..

I hid it behind the slide near to the red broken swing that when they clean the park they can never find it !

Days keep going a day after day but when you're eleven you have many problems with yourself..
And with your friends too..

I fought with my best friend yesterday for a silly reason and I felt guilty.
I scratched my nose many times yesterday..

And for the first time now there are three birds following me..

After school of this day, I didn't want to go home..
I wanted to go to the park..
I walked to the park and sat on the floor.

My back was against the slide's wooden leg .
Next to the broken red swing .
In front of the black little stone..

The park was empty today..

And for no reason I cried !

I cried that my tears were all over my cheeks,
And for the first time..
I really felt a heart break. I felt it very much and I discovered it really hurts..

I felt sad and guilty and I had no idea what to do..
I felt trapped !
And I couldn't get out..

" My little black stone, what shall I do ? " I cried

And suddenly a black bird landed on my knee,
I freaked out and jumped up that the black bird flew away..

I felt guilt again..

I mean, I've always been curious about my black birds and when one of my black birds was just on my leg, I freaked it out !

I went back home and unusually my pink curtains were opened.
I walked towards the pink curtains and looked through the window and I saw a black bird between the clouds..

Something that is normal for me now..

After few seconds two birds joined the first bird and they were showcasing their talents between the clouds..

Which teases me !
I kept blaming myself overnight about my argument with my bestfriend and I thought

" I can apology right? "
" But she was wrong too "
" Then I must stop feeling guilty "
" I still can apology , and I don't even mind who's the wrong one "

The next morning at school I did really apology

And I think this made our friendship better..
I love being with her , she is my best friend

But we argued again this day so I went to the park again and cried in front of the black stone, again

The next day I apologised but we fought again because of her on actually some silly reasons..

So the day after, I apologised.

And I apologised again and again and over again.
Like , she's never wrong !