Monday, July 20, 2009

Flying

by ♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Rocio Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥

She was scared but her mother prompted her. She took a deep breath and took a step forward and stepped into thin air. She started falling but heard her mother remind at her to move her wings. She did as she was told.

It took her a while but she could feel the effect it had once she started floating instead of just free-falling. She couldn't believe it. She was actually flying.

Flying.

It felt so wonderful. So natural. But then again it should; she was a bird after all. She felt now that the motion of her wings led her gliding forward, and much less upward.

"Great job!," she heard her mother tell her.

"Now land slowly on the grass. I'll be right there."

Polly did as she was told and started lowering herself. She landed slowly and swiftly. Naturally. Once she was on the floor she felt the adrenaline leave her body and was kind of sad it was over.

"You did great!," her mom told her.

"How do you feel?"

"I feel awesome! It was beautiful! I want to do it again."

"Okay, try getting up to the nest again."

Polly was already off the ground before her mother had finished speaking. She was having the most beautiful and magical experience she had ever had - flying.

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