My nanny bought a ringneck parrotfor us from her hometown.We named him mithoo.At first we thought he would always be nothing but a parrot for us but little did we know that mithoo would soon become a part of our family.He came after my sisters' birthday.We clipped his feathers and he started walking around the house.He loved me.He ate with me,he slept with me and all.I loved him,my sister loved him,my brother loved him and so did my parents.I thought mithoo would stay with me FOREVER.

Then I had to go to dubai for 6 weeks and my nanny took him back to the village.We bought so many toys for him.We soon came back and our normal routines started.Mithoo became naughtier and ran about biting everyone.

A few days ago he was trying to bite someone and his(unstable)cage fell on him.He was quite unwell for 3 days-he was infact in agony.Then on the 30th of September while I was at school,he passed away on his way to the hospital.

When I found out that mithoo was dead i thoght that somebody had riped my heart open.I cried my eyes out.I thought a part of my life was missing.My naughty mithoo who was climed the bamboos,who ate fruitloops,who loved me had died.I thought I was going to die.I miss him so much.I wish wish wish there was some way I could bring him back.I'm hating life these days.I feel as if I have a hole in my heart.We had made him some clothes for eid.We had started planning his bithday party.He read the Qoran with us.He practiced maths with us.I miss him soo much.He had become a part of my life.I love him and whenever I visit his grave i just cant help myself.I dont even feel like celebrating eid.May mithoo rest in peace.