im sick

yesterday my dad brought home a baby bird, it was on the ground in the rain and couldn't fly. we kept it in a box and i was stressing out because every time this happens the bird doesn't eat anything and we cant help it. and also a quite distressing incident happened when i was little and i tried to give a bird water and ended up drowning it without realizing. but yesterday the bird was there, i was in a pretty bad mood because i knew the bird was just going to die, and i tried feeding it but it just wouldn't eat. and it was so tiny i couldn't really get it's beak open. so this morning my dad took it in the car, put it in the trunk to take it back to where he found it and hope the mother comes. i could hear it chirping on the way to school, it was awful.