I am still quite unsure as to how it happened but I know that I am dead because that tall, two-legged creature just picked me up but I'm still laying here and I know that there wasn’t another bird looking identical to me lying on top of me. Let me back track.

I was flying along, trying to get to my nest after a day of feeding when the storm struck. It wasn’t too bad, but I knew I had to be careful if I didn’t want to get blown away to the next town. Next thing I knew, I felt something smack me in the back of the neck and I started to fall to the ground and I saw an electric wire that had snapped and hit me with a spark or something like that. I then fell onto my face and landed in a puddle and lost consciousness. When I realized what had happened, I knew I was looking up and the sky was bright without a single cloud in the sky. I tried to fly away but that's when the kid came out. I froze in fear, not knowing what the kid would do to me if he found me. The two-legged creature walked over to me and picked me up and that's how I figured out I was dead.