Sassy's POV
I always had a dream that one day I would grow wings and fly around. One night, when it was late and my parents were asleep and I was young, I closed my eyes and clasped my hands together in prayer. I prayed, "Oh Lord, please give me wings. I would fly around during recess and impress all my friends. I would keep it a secret with my friends and from my teachers." I would press my hands together harder. "And it would all be for you." I added. Of course, that next day when I would wake up, I threw off my pajama shirt, inspecting my back in the mirror. I would always gasp with delight when I spotted my shoulder blades, refusing to believe that it was something that I had had yesterday, and not a new gift from God.
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FLY
Fantasya short story of a girl who remembers an old dream that will some come true
