The Girl with Wings

Preface

-Girl-

I was born in a storm, it's cliche, I know, but it's what happened.

The night I was born it was raining. People used to tell me it was the end of a drought, and we needed the rain.

I lived in a small village. We planted food, we did not eat meat, we were too much like animals ourselves.

My village burned when I was ten. Some of us escaped, many of us did not.

I was one of the survivors. Many people say I was lucky, I do not think so.

I think that there were people who deserved to live more than me. I think that if I could go to the fire, I would. I think that life would be easier if I didn't have to live it.