My Jealousy

I don’t like birds. I don’t know why. Perhaps it’s something silly. To you it probably is. But you must have a fear. It’s what makes us human.

There was a time when I would run away screaming from a tiny bird that I probably knew wouldn’t hurt me. Since then I have grown up. Learned to realise screaming doesn’t solve the issue. What happens when I see a bird then you wonder? Well to be honest I’m not sure. I tend to avoid being in close proximity to them. It’s what one usually does when they fear something.

For now though I think I’ll say that my irrational fear is due to my jealousy. Birds can fly and I would quite like the opportunity.

SB