This is an excerpt from a short story that I wrote last year. These are the first couple of sentences.
Amongst the oak trees in one ordinary park, lived a small sparrow named Hiccup. He was called Hiccup because he preferred to spend most of his time hopping on the grass for he had a great fear of flying.
One day, whilst Hiccup was poking his beak in between blades of grass, a gust of cold wind ruffled his feathers. Hiccup looked up at the sky. Lately the winds were becoming colder and the sun did not shine its warm rays as often. When he mentioned this change to his mother, she told him that the approaching winter air meant that they would soon migrate. Hiccup, who was not a fan of flying, was devastated.
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