I believe that you should care for any living thing. A couple of months ago, I was in my kitchen talking to my nanny, we looked out my bright kitchen window into my backyard, there was something fluttering on the ground against the tree. It looked like a butterfly and it caught my eye, so I swiftly went outside. It was hot outside and I was burning, but I had to see this little “butterfly”. We thought it was a butterfly from when we were inside the house. When I got a closer look at it was not a butterfly at all, it was a bird! I quickly ran upstairs and grabbed a shoebox to put the bird in. On the way outside I thought to myself maybe we could nurse it back to health or give it food and water. We soon got the bird carefully in the box and examined it. The bird had a massive tear down its back and was trying to flap its wings, I could not look, there was blood all over the bird. The little ounce of hope still left in me vanished when my dad got home. My dad buried it and ended its suffering. The next day another bird hit a tree I went out to take a closer look at it. It was not as bad as the other bird, but was lying on its back barley moving. I started to worry I did not want it to turn out like the last one. My dad got ready to bury the second bird, like the last time. He was walking out the door when I stopped him. I told him to give the bird an hour to try to live if it was not dead by then he could bury it. My dad agreed and let the poor little bird stay. An hour later we went outside and the bird was nowhere to be found! I was surprised and ecstatic. We rejoiced and I knew I had done something good, I had saved a life. This made me feel really warm inside. I will always value this story and remember it for a long time. Even though this happened this year I still learned a very valuable lesson, this taught me in life that you should care for any living thing no matter how big or small, this I believe.