I wake up to find myself lying in the middle of the woods. The last thing I remember is falling. I feel a burst of pain in my wing; I look up, and there is a hole in it. I feel a sob building up inside me, and I lay weeping on the ground.
I stay there, until finally, drained of tears, I sit up, feeling a presence. I see a boy, leaning against a tree, watching me. As I sit up, I notice I am cold. I look down and, to my embarrassment, the only thing covering me are my folded wings. I blush. The boy quickly reacts, taking off his coat and throwing it over to me. My cheeks redden even more.
He walks closer, and I look up.
"I'm Sam," he says, "Pleased to meet you, my fallen angel." After this introduction, he helps me up, looking away as I drape the too big coat over me.
He leads me to the edge of the woods, and says quietly,
"You can come and stay with me, and we can get you patched up."
So that is how I came to stay in the mortal world.
