Falling. Everyone is born afraid of falling. When you are born you are frightened of only two things; falling and loud noises. As I fell from the sky I experienced both.
The wind rushed through my hair and blood roared in my ears. The cold was numbing; I felt like I'd been submerged in frigid water. 'What's wrong with my wings? I can't use them.
Why can't I use them? What happened?' Millions of questions raced through my head as I tried to recall what happened but I couldn't.
'What have I done?' Was my last thought before I collided with the Earth.