A Bird Story
And so, it begins.
A Bird Story by DiRtY
All grammar and mis-spellings remain for authenticity.
Love it as I did when I wrote it and I promise you’ll feel the temperature my Hell has been stuck on ever since.
A Bird Story
By DiRtY
Once upon a time there lived a beautiful little blue bird. The little blue bird was the smartest of the whole forest. But nobody wanted to play or talk to her. She didn’t mean any harm to the other animals. In fact she was very polite to everyone and respected them.
One day while the lonely little blue bird was blue she went outside of her home to get some fresh air. She flew and flew until she stumbled upon one of her fellow forest associates, Frankie the Rat. He wasn’t from around here, he just moved from New York City. He said he wanted to move away of the city life.
“Hey what’s up babe?” asked Frankie
“Oh…nothing” said Blue sadly
“Hey why are ya so blue, Blue?” asked with a concerned face
With her stale, cold black eyes, she lifted her head and stared at him for a moment or two. Then she finally responded, “Why does everyone hate me?!? I’ve done nothing to make them hate me! Why?! WHY?!?” With sympathy and some sarcasm, Frankie responded, “Well maybe it’s cuz you’re so beautiful, tuts. I mean I wuz a little in timidated to even talk to yous. And I hated ya for a good while, but I after a while I started to dig ya. You just gotta show em the side of you that nobody sees. Back home we call it bein’ “2-faced”. With a moment of thought, Blue said, “The part of me that nobody sees?” Blue said in confusion. But it made her think even harder. After saying goodbye to Frankie, she flew back home. She sat and thought about the part of her that nobody had never ever seen. “Are they ready for this?” she said to herself allowed. “I think they are. I know they are. They will all pay with they’re souls!”
The next morning the little blue bird called all of the forest animals to her home for a little party. Surpriselingly all of them came. This was a delight for Blue. The blue bird wasn’t lonely anymore! She had cakes and drinks for all of them to eat….
The next morning the other friends of the forest animals that went to Blue’s party had never came back. All of them worried, they called the police. When the police arrived at Blue’s home, they found everyone dead. “Oh my god! She went Jim Jones on everyone! Jesus Christ!” said Frankie, who was with the cops.
Blue was really lonely. Now she’ll never be anymore.
Moral to story:
Never piss off a blue bird, because you’ll get it and its shit along with it ten fold.