Chapter 1:The cuckoo's nest The irksome sound coming from someone's radio , "it must be morning " i muttered , tho i dont usually wake up this early on a holiday like this , so i tried to cover myself in the warmth of blanket but not enough to insulate that annoying noise and so i gave up on my dream. The sun was dim today quite unusual day for a summer . A strong pingent smell caught my glemse , after using my brain and nose i was able to find the cordinates of its origin. "Its coming from my balcony "i shouted , I jumped out of my blanket and opened the balcony , There was a dead cuckoo lying on the floor , might have fallen from its nest . I usually come to see this cuckoo been feed by a small Canary , that was a quite appealing view to watch or rather entertaining. The decaying body of cuckoo was alluring alot of bugs and ants, "Someone will live on someone's death" i said on a quavering voice , My neighbour was also in his balcony watching that cuckoo's , his balcony was just 1 feet away from mine . Unlike me his balcony was been decorated with lot of flowers , pot were hanging on the side of his wall. A green fluffy carpet all over his wall, giving more athestic look to his balcony , on the other hand my balcony have alot of poops of the birds which i never bothered to clean , a rusty chair which got its rust by weting in the rain , some clothes hanging here and there , being just 1 feet away and paying the same rent there was a lot of difference in our balconies , or rather alot of difference in our personality . He usually come to water his plants tho we never talked before. After spending few more minutes in balcony gloring the blueness of sky , I went back to my room , my stomach was starving by the time , I quickly went to check on my fridge for something to eat , even my bad luck is unlucky ,it just contains some rotten yogurts , broken beer bottles , a pouch of sous which is expired , a frozen fish . I went to my kitchen and found that i was out of instant noodles too. #review #novel #suggestions
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