5/5 He was gone. After years of survival, he let go. I hope, wherever he is, he’s finally flying free. No cages. Just open sky.

Each segment is crafted to fit within Bluesky’s 300-character limit, ensuring your story flows seamlessly across multiple posts.

#stories #shortstories

4/4 He leaned into my hand, resting there. The bird who spent his whole life fighting… was still. I sat there, holding him, feeling his tiny chest rise and fall. His breaths slowed. His body relaxed. No more resistance. No more clawing. Just a quiet surrender. And then… nothing.

3/3 One night, I went to feed him. He looked tired—one eye half-closed, breathing uneven. But for the first time in his life… he didn’t fight me. No screeching. No lunging. Just quiet. I reached out, and instead of attacking, he let me pet his head. Then, something even stranger…

2/3 And he was a menace. He screeched at me. Pecked my fingers. Scratched me until I bled. I’d run to my mom, crying. But no matter what, he never softened. Still, he survived. Through moves, divorces, even a cat. By the time I was 18, he was nearly 15 years old—outliving every other bird we had.

5/5 Now it’s cracked asphalt, surrounded by a run-down strip mall and an antique mall. Sometimes I park there to think. For me, it holds something time can’t erase. Not the place I saw Halley’s Comet, but the place where I shared one of the best moments of my life with my dad.

#stories #story

4/5 Honestly, I don’t remember the comet. I remember how safe I felt and how much I didn’t want that night to end. My parents’ marriage didn’t last. It hurt, but they did their best, and I’m lucky to still have both in my life. Today, I keep coming back to that parking lot…

3/5 Finast. My dad said, “Let’s get snacks!” He took me in before it closed, bought Genoa salami, white bread, and root beer. We sat on his car hood, eating sandwiches and staring at the sky, waiting for Halley’s Comet. “Wow! How amazing is that?” he said when we caught a glimpse…

2/5 Things at home felt uneasy—I didn’t understand why, but I could feel it. He said he wasn’t going to be around the next day or maybe even for a while. So he drove me to one of the highest elevated spots in the city: a giant asphalt parking lot home to a grocery store called…

4/4 … America 🥹 She looked around the restaurant holding back tears, “someday soon..” she whispered. Suddenly, I realized…this wasn’t just a business or a place for fried rice, there was so much more at stake ❤️

#shortstories #storytelling

3/4 …her English—$30 a session & free food. I was in! One day, while reading to her, I saw a framed picture of her, an older woman, and young girl. She said, "That’s my mom & daughter back in China. I haven’t seen my daughter (in person) in 10 years. We’re saving up to bring her to…

2/4 —focused and hard-working, with a “Help Wanted” sign. I needed cash, so I asked for a job. She gave me a chance. I wasn’t the best waiter, but I entertained the guests by telling stories so she kept me around 😊. One day after my shift the owner asked if I could help her with…