I have found a carved nail shaped magnet on the floor. The surroundings are like my old classroom. Dan is standing by the window and I ask him something.
In my garden at home; there is a pond where the bins usually are and my mum is trapped because her boot is stuck in a rock. There is a bird trapped in her boot. I get her out of the pond and run to tell dad (who is working at the back of the garden) that there is a bird and it is going to die. The bird is a woodpecker but I accidentally tell him it is a wren (one of his favourite birds) and he starts running. I correct myself then my sister comes outside and says somebody is on the phone for dad.
He takes the call and it is too late for the bird.
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