#wingedchild

I’m flying! I’m really, really flying in the sky! Hazel giggled happily as she flew through the air. She was pushing her angel white wings down and then pulling them up and then pushing them back down. She loved the feel of the wind on her skin and in her hair and wings and she stopped flapping to happily glide through the sky. She’d gotten to fly in Oscorp sometimes but mostly she wasn’t allowed to fly. Mostly she just always had to do tests and things. When she got to fly it was only ever in the building in the experiment rooms. Now she was actually flying free in the sky. She couldn’t believe she’d actually managed to slip out and get to the roof of the building. She had immediately run as fast as she could and unfurled her wings and flew up into the sky. Her wings came out through open slits in the back of her shirt. Oscorp had made all her shirts like that since she’d gotten her wings.

I can see everything in New York! She thought excitedly as she looked down below her. She flapped her wings up and down again so she could get even higher. It’s nighttime but everything is lit up! It’s beautiful! I can see all the buildings and all the cars and all the people! New York really is the city that never sleeps! She remembered hearing that saying before but only now did she really understand it and how amazing New York was.

She was so happy and excited she didn’t even notice the pain from her bruises. She had no idea where she was going to go now but she just knew one thing – she was free. No more tests, no more needles, no more being stuck in a cage; she was really truly free now. But Oscorp had been her home for so long. She wondered if she could go back to her real home but she knew she couldn’t. Her mommy and daddy had given her to Oscorp. She wondered if they missed her and felt bad for giving her away. But if they didn’t love me before they won’t love me now with my wings. She couldn’t go back to them. She didn’t have anyone to go back too.

She was no longer feeling so happy as she flew thinking about that. At least at Oscorp she had a home. Where was she going to go now? It doesn’t matter. I’ll keep flying and flying and get as far away from here as I can. And then I’ll think of what to do next. She rubbed away the tears that had pooled in her eyes thinking about her parents and noticed birds flying in formation a little way ahead of her. She was as free as they were now so she shouldn't be sad. This was her time to be happy because she was free. After all, how many little girls could fly like she could? No more thinking sad thoughts. Just keep flying. Hey that’s kind of like what Dory said from Finding Nemo. She thought, managing to giggle again. Except instead of just keep swimming its just keep flying!

Bang. Hazel suddenly heard a loud noise and then felt pain. Her shoulder was burning. She screamed in pain and stopped flying and began to drop. Her shoulder hurt so badly, she’d never felt pain like this before, even in the tests. She could see blood running down her shoulder and the sight of all the blood terrified her. She was falling really fast but she couldn’t move her wings, her shoulder hurt too much for her to focus on flying. She didn’t understand what had happened. She felt light-headed and dizzy, the world seemed like it was spinning as she fell. She could see everything around her moving fast but her vision was beginning to get blurry. She was going to fall all the way down to the ground and die. She wasn’t going to be free after all…

I’m flying! I’m actually flying! I’m free! I did it! I’m free! Hazel giggled happily as she glided through the sky with her angel white wings. She loved the feel of the wind on her skin and in her hair and wings. She had flown before but only inside the Augustine building. She’d never flown in the sky like this before. It was way better than flying in a building. She could see the forest down below her and in the distance the Augustine building. But she wouldn’t have to ever go there again! She couldn’t believe she’d managed to sneak to the roof of the building. She had taken one look at the sky and that had been enough to give her the resolve to unfurl her wings and jump into the air and fly away and leave Augustine behind.

I’m finally free of Augustine! No more needles, no more tests, no more being stuck in a cage, no more being hit. No more being hurt at all! She was finally free, just like the birds in the sky! She pushed down with her wings and then pulled them up and then pushed back down so she could go higher and higher. She had no idea where she was going to go now but she didn’t want to think about it. Thinking about where she was going only made her sad because she had no home to go too. Augustine was her second home but her first home had been with her mommy and daddy. But they had sold her to Augustine. They wouldn’t want her back because if they hadn’t loved her before, how could they love her now with her wings? If she went back, she’d be sent back to Augustine. So she had to go somewhere else. She didn’t know where but she kept telling herself all that mattered was that she was free and safe now. She just needed to fly as far away as she could from Augustine. She slowed herself down, gliding again as she rubbed away at the tears that had formed in her eyes thinking about her parents. She did not want to feel sad right now. This was her time to be happy because she was free. After all, how many little girls could fly like she could? No more thinking sad thoughts. Just keep flying. Hey that’s kind of like what Dory said from Finding Nemo. She thought, managing to giggle again. Except instead of just keep swimming its just keep flying!

Run! Run! Run! Hazel couldn’t believe she’d done it. That’d she’d managed to escape. She was running through the pitch-black forest as fast as she could. She had practiced flying a little at the School but she was too scared to start flying yet. What if she fell out of the sky? She was such a coward. She had been born with these wings but she was still too scared to use them. Maybe because at the School when the whitecoats wanted her to fly sometimes they’d used something to shock her so she’d fall down and hit the ground hard afterwards. She was so used to that happening she was scared of feeling that pain if she really truly tried to fly. If she fell high up in the sky, the pain might be even worse. Maybe she’d even die.

But she had to fly. If she didn’t fly, surely they would catch her. She had to do it. Even as scared as she was. Because she wanted to be free and because she never wanted too be hurt again. This was her only chance. She didn’t want to be experimented on anymore or get needles all the time. Tears stung in her eyes as she thought of the things that happened to her at the School. If I fly away they can’t hurt me anymore.

Taking a deep breath, she unfurled her wings slowly. They were hazel colored wings and that was why she had been named Hazel. She pushed down with her wings as hard as she could and then pulled them up and then pushed down again and soon she was off the ground and flying. She was so scared because as much as she enjoyed the feeling of flying she kept expecting to feel pain. But no pain came. Keep going. They can’t get you. You’re not in the School. Keep flying!

She flew higher and higher and she loved the feel of the wind in her feathers. She could see lots and lots of forest but somewhere far away in the distance she could see city lights. She had to go there. She had to get as far away from the School as she could. She didn’t know what she’d do when she got to the city but she’d think about that later. Right now she just had to think about getting away. So she flew in the direction of the city lights.

It felt like hours had gone by when she finally made it into the city. Her head hurt and she felt so dizzy, like the sky was spinning. Each stroke of her wings hurt and made her feel sick. She couldn’t fly much longer. She had to land somewhere. She went lower and lower and the amount of people around frightened her. She had to land somewhere where no one could see her. Even in the darkness if someone looked up they might see her and she didn’t know what would happen to her if someone saw her flying. Maybe they’d want to hurt her like the people at the School did. She lowered herself even more, seeing an alleyway and deciding that could be a good spot to land and rest. I feel so sick. I just have to hold on a little longer. I’ve made it so far!