Not All Angels Fall From The Sky
Chapter 1:The Beginning
"Why do angels always fall from the sky?
What if they rose from the ground and lay there
Numb cold lonely in despair
Mysterious creatures with wings
Never being or knowing
Always associated with peace
But theres always been an angel who stands out
Among the rest"
It was a cold dreary December evening, a storm was brewing, she sat all alone.
Her red disguise flourished through the clouds and she flew off into
a distance.A thunder clap and a loud rumble rain scattered people to
there cosy warm houses.
Sat in the higest peak of a tree she sits watching her storm cause the
earthly beings to flee and leave her in peace. Not caring about anyone
and flicking her ginger nut hair out the way, she lays her head into
her aching hands.
Tears dissapeared among the rain that fell that night. She felt so lonely
and so cold inside she saw no point in continuing this monstrosity
called her life.
'If only angels could die',she thought 'Why did I have to be imprisoned
here on earth? Why is it everytime I commit suicide to try and escape this
living pain I'm re-born? Being an angel is so annoying'.
And with that she faded among the lightnin bolts that fell.