Chapter 1 - The Bird

Chapter

1

The bird

Tchay looked like a normal woman like all the others, but had some strange things happening with it today, was getting worried about her health, did not know he had, but I knew it was something very serious, never heard of anything like with it, did not know what else to do, seemed already going crazy, lived alone in his house, received a few visits, the neighbors felt very strange. Often gave the appearance that was crazy. From time to time gave crises at home, but always alone, the neighbors did not dare walk into her house, outside of your home could see dark shadows and dark, people who did not live on that street that just passed by crossing had certain feelings when going through the house, even with some old lady Tchay loved to walk, had no friends, except his daughter, who lived across the city. Walking alone on the square that was near his house every day, needed to be distracted, because of his handicap, his only daughter a widow who lived across the city and his granddaughter always knew of his problem.

It was a dark and murky night, listened to the noises of the night, the cat Jamira who lived next door Mrs. Tchay every morning was walking on the roofs of neighboring houses and sometimes some of these tiles dawn broken homes and the owners were wary it. Tchay was at home sitting in a chair the color of honey, but who never saw the chair first to make sure the color is not believed when she said it was the color of honey, brown seemed very comfortable which was located in a narrow corner of the room that had several tiles spider on top, it seemed that he had completed year that the house had been cleaned. With what was happening to him no longer cared if his house was clean or dirty. Was cross—legged over a glass of wine. It was Thursday and since the beginning of the week that you Tchay sat in that chair at dawn dark and obscure that was around him, taking a glass full of wine. The bottle stood upon the table beside the chair for the event did not kill her will. The wine bottle was already half way, because only drinking wine she would feel safer for your problem.

Ms. Tchay first of all that was happening to her, happens, was a very dedicated teacher to work, the students loved him too much he had, but began having hallucinations and nightmares strong with the people he loved. Then could not get out on the street that felt strange pains all the time in various places. Then he retired and left his profession he loved so much away. I even had forgotten what was to be a teacher, she could not control his disease, or something, because he had no knowledge of the disease that has symptoms that Mrs. Tchay had, but his head was rather a disease.

Having been filled with wine was sleeping, because I do not care if ill health, her health and had no thought that I would never have, had given up hope when his doctor Dr. William spoke in his first visit that the disease was rare and nonexistent in studies of science and no disease was not detected in their examinations.

When the day dawned Tchay have agreed listen wheezing strangers in the street thought it was something or someone that was doing such a hiss, but not to get out of bed by the window and see that there was nothing in the street knew it was inside his home Moreover, inside your mind. He took a bath in the suite of your room, changed clothes and went out of his room into the kitchen forgetting the towel on the bed. It was ten o'clock in the morning and she would make breakfast, actually did at the time wanted, because she lived alone. Therefore, he prepared his breakfast and ate like a wolf, because he was very hungry, after washing all the dishes that had messed returned to his room to pick up your phone and saw that he had forgotten the towel on the bed, grabbed her by one end and played on top of boxing's bathroom.

By putting your feet on the street noticed that the sky lost its blue cover his gray clouds and the sun, was a cloudy, overcast but a different. There was the little square near his home, by far was heard the laughter of children playing in the square toys, running after each other, also saw birds flying over the trees full of energy, but when Tchay set foot in square, the children lost heart, the trees stopped swaying, the birds stopped flying except one, who was flying the two large trees in front of the bank that Tchay sat all day, but still all was quiet in the trees, the children asked their parents to leave when the lady caught sight, not even knowing.

Tchay was a good—hearted lady was not hurt with no one away from it, who thought he felt something come near, it seemed that everyone knew of his problem, even thought I knew well that nature. When he came to the plaza and sat on the bench who was accustomed to white sit all day, looked around and saw that all who were there were gone. She spent most of the time in that square, not most days lunch to stay there, do not feel hungry at noon, until it actually felt a little, but not go home, preferring to stay there, he felt good when was in the small square and everything she needed was to feel good. Mrs. Tchay saw only one bird was flying in the square at that moment, until he was approaching her, was very surprised, he stretched his right arm with his finger pointing also stretched, so the bird could perch on your finger.

— You is unlike any bird I know! — Mrs. told Tchay lowering his head and squinting to see him right. — The only one who did not run away from me.

The bird began to sing a little song, but stopped in an instant.

— Because you're different from other birds and other people? — Asked seem to wait for a response. — Yeah, you do not speak, but today I do not doubt anything anymore! — Whispered, looking up from the bird for a few moments to see if anyone was watching, because if so, would think it was localized to be talking to a small bird, despite thinking she was crazy, would no longer have doubts. — My life is not easy! — Cried again eyes to the bird. — Nobody talks to me anymore, everyone looks at me with strange looks, I'm going crazy! Until all of the square when I'm out here, even without knowing me to know how I am! — Mrs. Tchay explained in more detail. — The birds also stop flying and singing, except you! The trees stop swaying and the wind hitting the horizon for them! Do not take this anymore! — Spoke in more detail the little animal, with the mere impression that he is understanding something.

The bird, which Tchay thought to be different and that was in their hands, simply took wing and flew away without even looking back.

— Follow your way! — Shouted Tchay looking up with sadness, because I saw everyone happy and normal but her.

Around two o'clock she rose and left the bank square toward your home, almost every time, looking back, saw the children want to return, he saw the bird songs again and heard the wind coming from the horizon steady beat on the trees again and in doing so everyone will be happy without her, it went to his house more uncomfortable with the situation and the life was taking. In another corner of his house there was another table with several wine—colored candles on the towel that was on the table. Almost every evening she lit all without an exception, and I was praying and asking God to take it that disease, because sooner or later would end up going crazy.