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A Walk to the park

By: Liz C.
Virginia, Age 15

We went to the park one sunday morning in the middle of spring. The sun was out and birds were singing. It was a beautiful day for a walk to the park. I didn't feel like walking alone so i told my friend Mary to walk around the park with me. We walked around the park and heard a little bird crying. we looked for it and then saw it.Its leg was broken so we picked it up and took it home. We fixed it up and then went back to the park. We walked around and heard another bird it was up in a tree. It was his mom crying for her lost bady bird. We got it up to his nest and left him there with his mother. If it wasn't for the beautiful walk at the park we don't know what would have happen to the little bird.