Flapping her wings, she tries to break free; refusing to budge, her feet stay grounded.
“Panic sets in”
Will I ever?
But, what about when everyone…?
Am I meant to stay put right here?
Swallowing fear, she stares out the window
Oh, well! Atleast am safeInside this cage, with my Tweety grain bowl…
This is my 1st attempt in writing 55 word stories.... do let me know what you think... :)