Hello guys, I’m here today with an AAWC story for all of y’all. (By the way, I rarely use “y’all” in real life, I just had an urge. 😄 ) Misty is hosting this challenge, and for the first one I was supposed to use the word ‘reflection’ in it. I could also use the name of my team in my story to get bonus points, so I put in plenty of eagles (I’m on Team Eagle 😉 ).
Mine is rather short. It’s only 256 words…. Ah, who cares. Okay, so you care. I’m sorry, I don’t feel like re-writing this… anyway, here it is! Not my best writing ever but (MEGAN STOP CRITICIZING) okay. GO.
I cupped my hands around the fluttering form of a tiny butterfly.
How do you fly, little thing? What is your secret?
I held up my hand and watched it flutter above my head, joining another in a beautiful butterfly dance. Much, much higher above them flew two eagles. Why couldn’t I have wings? I could fly into the sky and forget my troubles.
Teach me your secrets, eagles. Teach me.
I glanced at my reflection in the pond. A tear slid down my cheek and plunked into the water, sending ripples across the pond. Soon the ripples cleared and I gasped as I looked into the pond again. On my shoulders sat a pair of lavender wings, growing larger by the second. I flapped them and flew after the butterflies. Then I flew higher to join the eagles.
Keep dreaming, I told myself, please don’t wake up now.
And I didn’t. The eagles joined me as I flew to the clouds. I gazed down and the pond, now I teeny-tiny mirror, and I could see the reflection of my face. I was happy up there, the wings, the butterflies, the eagles, they made me so happy. I wanted to hug the cloud, but clouds are not huggable, so I brushed the tip of my wing on one of the eagles. Then the eagles dove down to the pond, catching up fish in their mighty talons. I flew back to the butterflies and waited for the alarm clock to start beeping, finally ready to wake up.
Eh. Not very good.
Goodbye now, everyone.