Your True Tales for April 2012
Name of story:Sparrows as death messengers
When I was a little girl there was a 'crazy' bird pecking at our basement window...it just would not stop...my mother was sure it was going to break the glass...she even went out there and put up a piece of wood to cover the window, thinking this bird was going to break the glass. She told her sister, who said..."oh, that's bad. Someone is going to die"...sure enough my father died very soon thereafter (within the month) suddenly at 55 from a stroke...while I do not know what kind of bird it was...it was a long time ago, and my mom has passed...I do believe birds let us know.
I also know a story about crows...a man I knew had a room mate who hung himself in the garage...right after that crows started hanging out there...
Your advice for the author
Acceptance, and at least you get some warning.