The fallen angel

So I'm writing a new story and I hope you like it :)

Sometimes people go through rough parts in their lives and you feel like there's no hope . You just have to keep going they say. What happens if you don't know how? They try saving you and they can't.

So they break you back down. Watching you not knowing what else to do.

But there's always hope they say. You just have to find it.

I held a small piece of the world. Held it in my hands ever so carefully so it couldn't be ruined. Once being something so beautiful. Now left to ashes in my hands, they fell the floor. The beautiful rose. I touched it and it withered in my hands crumpling and turning to ash within a matter of seconds. I just sat there sitting crossing my legs with the ashes of the rose on the tile floor. I began to weep. Something so beautiful, innocent, and pure destroyed by my own hands. This is exactly what I did to myself. That rose was once a girl who laughed and you could see the sun in her eyes. Something so sweet and not afraid. But life caught up to her. Began to bring her down throughout the years. And it kept getting worse and worse. Each breath a struggle , finding reasons to go on. People knocked her down go to help her up then pull away, just to let her fall once again. She puts on an act though that no one truly sees through. Some see fragments and pieces. But never the full story. One day she'll rise though. Be better. Won't cry at what people say. Won't have people say she's a mistake. Won't have people lie to her face. Once just once I want people to walk in my shoes then have them judge me.

I woke up and saw the sun. A brilliant bright ray of blood red, pink, orange light shinning, through the walk out window. Something glistening and sparkling, engulfing and touching everything in its path, filling it with life. I walked over and touched the glass and felt the warmth of the world surround me. Opening the door I walked out and leaned on the rail. I closed my eyes and began to dream. Feeling the sun energy surging, filling me with a new sense and feeling. Showing me how the world is. Feeling just once that everything was going to be alright. Hearing the sweet sounds of summer filling my ears. A melody that spoke more than life itself. Inhaling the sweet sensation of freedom. A breeze blew and it wrapped around me and I felt like I was walking on air. Opened my eyes and found that the air really was lifting me. My feet touching the railing, balancing like I was on a beam. More wind whipped around me and I heard the wind whisper. "Freedom" I could see everything. The sea blue sapphire sky filled with little puffs of cotton in the sky. The massive leafy green trees sprouting out from the ground. Everything. I felt light and fragile as if everything was unreal. I looked up spreading my arms out wide head back inhaling. Smile playing out on my lips eyes still closed. Opening them the light fills them, making them twinkle and shine. Wind making my hair wild and crazy. But this is paradise... So how is that possible. I hear something then. "She's a freak" I open my eyes and find myself in school eyes starring at a black board. I turn and see people staring and look away shyness and hurt creeping over me. It seems that I can never be myself without being judged. Looking at the ground with sad eyes as I fight back the tears. It's always the same. No one really understanding me. Always the distant girl. Someone who never quit fit in. So how can you be someone who shines if no one seems to understand? It's ok I think . I'll just be that girl that's lost among the souls. The one who's heart won't be complete. The girl with shattered dreams. The quite girl who needs to learn to love herself before others. One of those people who have so much to say and offer if you only got to know. I want to find someone who looks at the world with and open mind like me. Just have to be patient.

When you're the girl who once thought she knew so much and you're knocked down what do you do? Rise above it all? Or sink under pressure?

That was me... The angel. You know the ones that watch over others ? Yeah the guardian angel. Something happened though.. That changed that. I was once a guardian angel but the darkness took over and dragged me down. Took my soul with white wings and drenched them in black. I fell to the earth and wept for the first time. When I touched the earth my wings began to crumble and fall apart. I watched as they went with the wind and left my sight.

Now I am human, but not like most. I know more. I've lived longer. But slowly it's fading from me and the darkness just keeps getting worse. I am the fallen angel Kelsey Owens.