Itty Bitty Dragon Fire {UNDER CONSTRUCTION}

~Okay, so I'm putting this story under construction because I wrote this in the seventh grade and I know I can do better. I plan to rewrite every chapter before moving on. Don't worry, I have a plot and conclusion ready to be written, but I know that my story could be much better. Don't expect another update for a long time.

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"Stupid abominations like you don't deserve to be alive!"
He picked her up by her fragile and stick-thin neck. What had she done to deserve this? She dangled six feet off the ground, at his eye level. "You are not worth existence. Go and die in some abandoned alleyway. The only thing you're good for,"
He spat before flinging her out the open window. No larger than the size of a tennis ball, she fell and fell. The wind rushed past her, flipping her ears against her head like whips. Why'd he have to live on the top floor?

Even if she wanted to use her wings, they were too broken, too weak to be of any use. Might as well accept her fate now. Her dull, cracked scales stinging from exposure to the harsh summer sun. The tail she called her own flapped uselessly in the air. If she survived this fall, what would become of her? Sure, bittys were popular amongst both humans and monsters, but she wasn't like every other bitty. Other bittys were cute. Other bittys had many of the same kind. Little Bros, Baby Blues, they had more than one.

She couldn't be more alone. She couldn't be less cute. Of all the bittys, who would want one so broken? Who would put up with an abomination like her? What was a single, broken, lonely, dragon bitty to do?