My Baby Bird

Today, 16 August 2026, He died and i cried like a baby. He was just 18 days old. It is all my fault. I should have been more careful. I could have done more. I did many mistakes with him. I should have taken care of small things and not let him die. I killed him. I am his killer.

Whatever i was do and where ever i go he was with me almost all the time. I am missing his little feathers, Small body, His voice.

Today is one of the most sad day of 2026.