Im sorry I cant sleep because
Today is a special yet mournful day. Alot of people on this forum know of Pauly J.(aka Paulie 1) But i rarely tell the story of my original paulie. He was a sweet little bird who I nursed back to health when I was 14 years old. the reason I do not speak of him is because of the tragedy that took place resulting in his death and my guilt because I caused it. I cared for him and loved him so much for so long he only had one wing because he was born that way and yet i accepted him that way even though everyone asked me why did i want him because i knew he needed me.. But what happened I ask you not to judge me for as accidental as it was, i still call myself a murderer for doing it.
It happened Sept 27th 1998 I was meeting my boyfriend (Now Hubby)because he was driving me to class that day. I was running late. Paulie was loose on his cage. My mother was in the kitchen. I left paulie in the room with the TV on and I then went to the kitchen and remembered I had a book in my room. I usually always look down so i know if he fell and stuff. but for some reason I did not. I opened the door and stepped on one of my stuffed animals because their always on the floor cause I have a faulty shelf and off they go. As i grabbed the book , i turned and stepped down to catch my balance and heard the most heart wrenching sound I never want to hear in my entire life ever again.(im sorry it hurts like hell to write this) When i lifted my foot I screamed Because it wasnt a stuffed animal it was my paulie.
I dropped to the floor and picked him up calling to him appologizing for what i did. My mother saw what happened and she called my boyfriend and told him what happened, he was already on his way up. I held paulie in my arms he began to bleed from his mouth while I kept saying to him 'Im sorry I am so sorry please dont die, I didnt mean for this to happen. Paulie Im so sorry, I love you' Paulie looked me right in the eyes and then closed his eyes, he died in my arms of a broken neck. My mother tried to console me, telling me it was a accident and it could have happened to anyone.
But till this day I feel like a murderer. I killed him and the scar is still fresh. I still mourn the little guy because of the way he went. If he was still alive he would have been 13 years today. I remember still holding his little lifeless body pleading with god "why? why did this happen?!". The look he gave me before he passed on, i still remember. He wasn't panicking or making any noise at all, he looked at me right in the eye and then slowly closed them and that was it.
I hope you all understand, I still feel like I've done wrong. I still blame myself. It still hurts. But i hope you all learn to be careful around your fids. always look down always be aware of where they are or might be. so you dont have a tragedy like mine, and feel the pain i feel.
Thanks for listening,Its taken me years to deal with this loss, but i feel alittle better now. I know in my heart he's at rainbow bridge with all my other fids flying happily across the oceans and green meadows. I know he is safe, though here on earth he is still missed.