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From Mary's Point of View
by Harry Downey
Its been a funny old week. Not funny funny funny peculiar really.
For a while now theres been a bird coming to my window every day. It had learned to peck at the glass to call me and I gave it bread and biscuits and stuff. A blackbird, but brown if you see what I mean, and they tell me that means its female. Lovely little thing she was. On Tuesday morning the big black tomcat from No 47 caught her. I saw it happen but couldnt stop it. When I lost my little friend I cried, and I dont mind admitting it. The next morning Wednesday I saw Mrs. Pardoes terrier chase that blooming cat on to the road and a bus ran over it. I didnt cry then.
From my window I can see the road and thats when I saw a dog the same one that chased the cat lying there. Somebody must have run over it and just left it.
That was yesterday Thursday.
Its Friday today and its the thirteenth too. I should be going out to do some bits of shopping. Somehow I dont feel like it. I think Ill stay in.
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