Scarred

This is fantasy and kinda real, please bear with me, this story, I WILL finish.
My enemy is only me. Me, myself and I. I forget. My hair is tousled, ragged and split. My heart feels the same way. "Die!" He screams. "No one will care." "My friends, family," I say, pulling my shirt sleeve. "Please," He says. "As if!" My golden eyes flicker with fear. All that man want to do is kill me, now! Right away, so painfully, hardly even caring. I pull myself free from his grasp. "Let me go!" My dark purple wings try to break free but they can't. "Help!" I scream. "Help!" He zips my mouth with tape, I can't speak. Only cries of agony.
I see that beautiful girl with those beautiful golden eyes and cranberry red hair, her pale skin shimmers in the sunlight. What is she doing? No one is there. To me anyway. I will help anyways, that girl, she's amazing. Wonderful. Beautiful. I pull the bushes behind me and see her fully. I run, with my badly sprained ankle over to her. It's more like a hobble but whatever. She points to her mouth. Can she speak? I don't know. I realize she beloved this is real. I pull the invisible tape off her mouth. And I pick up that girl with the cranberry hair for the first time.
My eyes wander around that boy. He saved me. For now anyways. I pick up my hand and trace his features. His chin that falls into a slope. His eyes the beautiful shade of caramel. "Thanks for saving me...." I say. He looks ahead doesn't he understand? That man tried to kill me! Murder, me! He still stares into the forest! I feel like I am trapped. Nowhere to go. That murderer always stops me.
She thinks I saved her! I didn't! All I did was act, doesn't she understand?
Category:Fantasy