My hair was light blue once. It was so light people mistook it for white too many times that I could count. I had angel wings and an adorable little halo floating above my head. It was golden and glowed in the dark. I sat on a puffy cloud, staring at the world below. It was a lovely sight, seeing the blue ocean water with the green continents and islands. I leaned off my cloud a little bit, trying to get a closer look. The cloud turned green and black, a sickening color formed. It started to disintegrate around me as I stood on it. I watched as the cloud disappeared below me, letting me fall into the void. I started to kick and tried to flutter my wings, but nothing happened. The air pressure was just too strong, and I fell. My wings got grabbed by two green claws, and they dug into my feathers and flesh. They pulled, taking my skin and part of my white dress off my back. My wings stayed on, from the bone connecting them to my spine. I heard them snap, and get ripped off. The pain was a new feeling. It felt so sickening and made me disgusted. My halo crushed below me and the pieces floated back up to heaven. I kept falling to Earth and before I knew it, I saw my shadow and blood on the green grass. My hair turned a darker shade of blue and my eyes turned green instead of yellow.