I was splashing in the the pool with my sister when I heard a faint, scared chirp for help. It was a bird with a broken wing, so I jumped up in excitement.
I grabbed it to make sure it was ok. It was camouflaged to hide from its prey. I sprinted like a flash of lighting inside, and put it down carefully because I didn't want it to get hurt, I love birds.
I was wondering if it was going to be okay. All I could think was how it had broken its wing.