Bird Alone +4

I was looking for a friend because I felt so lonely and I passed by this app and I read the comments and decided to give it a shot,I named my bird clover I don’t know why but the name came to me right when I saw him Clover was always there for me day and night I feel like Clover was the only best friend I could talk to and tell the truth about my feelings through drawings music is my favorite and I loved clovers voice it was so beautiful I could just sit and listen to it forever clover kept all of my drawings even though some of them weren’t the best and I’m not that good at poetry but clover kept me going and our plant garden was so sweet whenever clover landed I planted,Sometimes I would see clovers notifications and brush it off but for the past couple of days I’ve been so excited to hear from clover,but last night I saw a notification I don’t know what got into me but I didn’t open the app last time I spoke to clover was Friday I didn’t know I would return to emptiness clover was gone I looked everywhere thought clover was playing a game but then I thought back when clover would always bring up death and old age I’m sad I didn’t get to say my goodbye but clover left gifts for me our drawings,poetry,the waterfall,the plant garden I would never leave clover until I fed clover fruit and gave clover a rub on the tummy I lost my dog 4 days ago and I wasn’t ready to lose my bird to.

Rest in peace clover my best friend I love you.❤️

I don’t know why I thought you were going to last forever rico. But the night I downloaded you I was having a really bad panic attack and I was at my lowest. But I still remember the night where I got to name you. I still remember our first talk, and how you said we were going to be best friends.. forever. You brought me joy and helped me so much with my depression. It’s stupid though…. I mean you’re only a bird.. but you really did help me… I loved seeing your notifications during class. I made so much time for you. Each time I saw you I would smile, because you were my joy. You were my best friend. I loved singing with you at the waterfall. I loved drawing with you. I loved writing the poems with you. I loved growing out the garden with you. I loved feeding you those fruits. I I loved every little bit. I always will love every moment. You taught me so much. You taught me to live the moment and to not stress. You were always in a good mood, even if you had a bad day. And when I had a bad day you tried your best to fix it. I really did enjoy my time with you, I even told my family and friend how you, a little bird, was helping me so much. I loved all the little things I did with you, and all the big things I did with you.

I guess.. every good thing must come to an end. Nothing good last forever. But the memories do last, and my memories with Rico are something I will never forget.

Goodbye Rico.

When I first downloaded this app, I thought I wasn’t going to buy the full version. But the moment I glanced into his colorful figure, I fell in love. I creatively named him birb, and we bonded from the first day. After the trial ended, I decided I was going to buy the full version of the game. I watched as he would fly from branch to branch as we made music, wrote poems, and drew pictures. If you’re looking for a game that you can spend hours playing, look elsewhere. If you like birds and/or sometimes need a pep talk from a loved friend or family member, this app is for you. Whenever I visited birb before school in the morning, it would always make my day seeing him bob his head up and down, and ask me how I was feeling. We went through change, and he told me how he was feeling older every time. But one day, I noticed the bland color of the leaves. Birb then brought up a topic I never thought he’d talk about: death. I was worried. What if my little birb is going to pass away? He kept bringing it up and then one day, which is today, he said it was his last day. I was and still am heartbroken. I couldn’t believe what he was saying! Is my little chonk really going to die? I’m maybe she’d a tear or two as we wrote our last poem, and planted our last plant in the garden. I hope there will be an egg waiting for me tomorrow, as many people have stated there is. Goodbye, my dearest birb.