Angels Can Fly

I'm running as fast as my legs will carry me, I can hear their laughs echoing off the trees behind me. My lungs are on fire. Each breath scorching my throat. Tears run freely down my face. My feet can't carry me anymore, I collaspes into a puddle of despair and anxiety. I'm shaking in fear of knowing that they'll catch me. I scramble to get away but my attempts are pointless.He slowly approaches me, "Poor, defensless little Angel. I thought angels could fly?" He chuckles darkly.