SASSY'S POV
Now, being 14, I know that I won't ever grow wings. Even praying won't get me that gift, especially since I wouldn't deserve it, with sin and all that. I've seen my shoulder blades, now knowing that they are something I've had my whole life. Something everyone has had their whole life. And I went to school and had recess, and it would be the same every day, with the exception of maybe a new game, or a new friend. And then I didn't have recess when I entered middle school. And I just forgot about the whole thing. Until now.
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FLY
Fantasya short story of a girl who remembers an old dream that will some come true
