Peter Steven - Freeform
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He swallowed thickly. How can it be cold and stuffy at the same time? He sighed, only now just realising how loud he was breathing, only now realising how rapidly his chest was rising and falling. He sniffed and swallowed again, closing his eyes once more.
At least his old room had windows.
He remembered seeing his garden, and the hole he dug, and the bird table and bird bath; and how all the different birds could visit and eat what they wanted and drink as much as they wanted.
Sparrows, Blue Tits- he giggled to himself silently-, Blackbirds, in the summer there were House Martins, Swifts, Swallows, Chaffinches, Greenfinches, Robins, Crows, Magpies and Jackdaws; He listed them all in his head; Once there was even a Sparrow Hawk. It swooped down from nowhere, causing a huge ruckus of squawking and chirping. He would watch them all year round; they would come and visit, and he adored it.But as quickly as they arrived they would soon fly off again, back to their nests, their homes, at least they could fly away and be free.