The Silent Girl (Chapter 15)
*Disclaimer*: This is a work of fiction. Some events may be based on real life, but some events are made up. We gasped at the room, all polished and clean, with nothing in it! Well, nothing, except a giant bird! “What bird is that big,” Clara exclaimed in amazement. I nodded, to tell her I agreed, and Clara asked, “Do you think we should tell Uncle Harry?” I didn’t know, so I shrugged. What if this bird had broken in and uncle Harry called the thing that takes away animals? Whatever that is. Or worse, killed the bird? I shuddered, which I seemed to be doing a lot today. Then I turned to Clara, and slowly shook my head, no. I walked to the window, and blew my breath on it, so that it fogged. Then I wrote with my finger, “What if uncle Harry doesn’t like birds? I don’t want to risk the bird's life!” This was just a temporary way to communicate with others and keep the bird safe. Unfortunately, there weren't very many windows even though there were a lot of o...