All of a sudden, these strange animals come up the rocky road. They have lights as eyes and a glass forehead. They have long backs carrying even stranger animals who look like the color of peaches, and they are carrying sharp, long, metal things that have blades at the ends. Apparently, the bigger animals have eaten some of the peach-colored animals because I can see them through the glass forehead. Then, one of the peach-colored animals says, “Let’s cut down the very small tree in the middle of a huge field. It’s a waste of space.”
I feel my mother nudging me on my back to get out of the nest. But I can’t! I’ll fall! I don’t know how to fly! I chirp at my mother as loudly as I can. Then my mother jumps off the nest and flaps her wings at a nice pace. I think she is trying to teach me. She comes back and starts nudging me off the nest, this time harder than before. So, I jump. I think I am going to die. Instead, I find myself hovering. I am flying.
My mother keeps chirping at me, gesturing towards the woods. So, I fly to the woods and land on a treetop. I watch the tree that I lived in cut down by the peach-colored animals. My home is gone, and so is my mother. For the first time, I am...alone.