I just realized this is a bad story for this quote because I looked back but whatever. Anyway, I quickly walked out to the bird to see if the bird was alright. I bent down and looked at it to see that it's wing was hurt and it could use it. I felt terrible and I asked my dad but he said there was nothing we could do... I remember eating some bread earlier and that I had dropped a big drum and didn't pick it up. So I rushed back into the hotel and found the crum I dropped. someone was sitting in the seat I was in earlier so I just kind if awkwardly picked up the crum off the floor and she looked at me like I was the weirdest child ever. I realized I'd never see her again so I didn't care. So I rushed back out to the bird and gave it the food. I'll I can say is that I'm praying for that little guy and I hope it's okay.