blesselena
The catastrophe occured before I could even realize it. I was smiling at the waves when the drew back. Of course I was curious, so I went out to the water. Someone called out run, but I didn't listen. That's why I'm dead now. Death by drowning. Kind of ironic, isn't it? I went out to my own death. Was it suicide? No.
He wasn't really listening to what she was telling him. He was in shock. The words coming from her mouth couldn't be real. "Hey? Are you even hearing me?" she asked him with her most annoyed voice.
He didn't like this new feature about himself. It was kind of sad. Those wings that he had wished for ever since he was a little boy, was now what he hated the most about himself. "I'm so sorry" he whispered to the wind. Oh what he had done to get those black, feathers. He was so sorry for everything. For murdering all of those innocent people, and for killing his own sister. Just for those wings.
The girl stood close to the window, he wings fluttering in the wind. She look upon the tree outside and smiled a wicked smile. She wanted him. She wanted that tree. For being a light creature, she was awfully wicked. The brunette whispered something under her breath and jumped out of her glass cage.
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