Hopeless

"I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky, like a bird so high, oh I might just try.... Oh I might just.. Try....." Singing softly to herself, Ariel stared down at the busy street beneath her. Twenty stories ought to do it, right? She was tired of constantly being ridiculed, laughed at, accused, put down.. She let the voices take over and they carried her to the top. Looking across the city, she saw flashing blue and red. "Look out below!" She whispered as she took a step forward into thin air....