I've always wanted to fly like a black Raven, squawking through the sky or a pretty Robin, singing during Christmas.
Then I realised that I could but there was one thing stopping me.. the height. My parents always said that I would fly one day, that I was really special!
Peering over the edge, I felt a prickle up my spine. Mommy stood beside me, a smile on her lips. She cooed lovingly and I couldn't help but smile.
I had to do this for her, the person I loved most.
"Ready, darling?"
"Mhm!" I called out.
I bent down a little, preparing myself for take-off.
"Now."
Another bird jumped off with me. I saw it, somehow, even with the wind blowing against my face. A little scowl formed across my face.
Why didn't I have feathers..?
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Short Stories
ContoThese are short stories and quotes that I write when I'm bored or don't want to create a new story with a whole new plot! I hope you like it! {Accepting requests/ideas through comments or messages}
