i used to read alot when i was younger, and that made me a curious little girl. one day, a pigeon and its family made a nest on my windowsill and every now and then i'd check if it's alright. the next morning, its parents flew away, i thought about how lost the baby bird might feel and i took it into my house and played with it. Then one evening i realized that they were looking for their baby. I left the baby outside, but its mom and dad won't take it in anymore. In the end, we had to force it to fly away on its own. my actions made it more lost and alone than ever. i felt sad. but the baby bird taught me a lesson i'll never forget. i learned that when we're faced with problems, just because something seems right, does not make it any less of a bad choice.