Freddie
was living his dream, having the time of his
life.
"The bell rang Freddie, we should get down now."
Isabelle
said.
"No, you go. I will stay a while."
he
replied.
He stayed there for what seemed like days flying
through the air. He pinched himself on the arm to
make sure it wasn't a dream.
Of course
Freddie
loved
flying but he realized
that he loved being himself even more. He became
happy with himself and his unique characteristics.
Being like the other birds was not his goal anymore.
