A Universe Trapped in a Labyrinth

This is my boring and interesting and teenager life spanning from age 15 to 18 (May 2015-August 2018)
Within you'll find many re-inventions of myself, boy trouble, school trouble and life trouble. (Plus interesting bits I thought I would include as well).
Do you dare to enter the maze?


79. Birds with sore throats


6th October 2015

Do you ever talk to animals? I can’t be the only one right? Like today, I was walking home, in the rain might I add, and I heard a bird croak out a sound that didn’t even sound like a bird. It was a crow on a roof but it was like a croaky mix between a sore throat and a wolf howl. This probably isn’t the normal reaction from people – but I stopped suddenly, in the middle of a vicious downpour, and said out load “Hello bird of questionable origin with a sore throat would you like a soother?” Now there were people behind me who stopped and looked at me like I was an alien or something and I started walking again. To say the least I was embarrassed but it’s not the weirdest thing I’ve ever done.

I talk to my dog all of the time. When I’m alone I usually ask my dog questions I know that she can’t and won’t answer:

“What do you think of alternate realities?”

“Should I start planning my novel on paper or electronically?”

“Do you think I can get an A on this if I stick in some random yet relative Latin word? Examiners look for good vocab so…”

Sometimes she just chucks up these looks that make me want to know what she’s thinking. Making in the future there will be a device that will finally allow animals to actually talk to humans coherently. Then at least I can know if that crow actually wanted a soother.


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