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Bella's pov
Flying home  I see a house sorrounded by bright blazing flames and I can hear the loud cries of a baby. I fly in through a window to see a recently born baby in a woman's arms. She can't see me because the smoke is to thick. I can feel the smoke burning my eyes but I still try to go to them. The mother suddenly dropped to her knees and looks up to heavens above and in a barely audible voice she whsipers "please don't let my baby go. She is too young. She hasn't even got to live yet. Take me if you must but please someone save my baby girl." I feel by wings begin to burn. I need to hurry or I will die here too. With my last ounce of strength I pick up the mother holding her baby to her chest and I flap my wings as fast as I can toward the window. I feel so much pain as the burns on my wings worsen. Soon flying won't be an option anymore. I manage to get us out of the house but my wings give out. They are too burnt to keep working and we begin to fall from two stories up. I have to save them. I can't give up but I can't fly. At the last second I wrap my wings and take all the impact to my back. The sickening sound of my back hitting the ground fills the smoky air. I look to see the mother and child are okay. The mother weakly looks up at me. "Thank you for saving us. I can't thank you enough." I smile at her but then I hear sirens nearing. "I need to go. No one can know we exist. Please don't tell anyone." I beg. "I won't I promise." With that I use my power to transport home. I land with a thud on our living room floor. My mother and brother run over to me. They say something but the pain in my back is to much and darkness consumes me. As I gain some sort of consciousness I can hear distant voices but I can't make out what they are saying. I try to open my eyes but it's as if they are glued shut. The voices become clearer though so I try to focus on that instead. "Bella can you hear me? Please wake up and tell us your okay."
I hear my mother's voice calling out to me. I could hear her voice waver as if she is crying. My eyes still won't open but I feel someone holding my hand so I considerate on squeezing the hand to at least tell them I can hear them. "Mom she just squeezed my hand." That was my brother. "Oh thank goodness. Honey can you please open your eyes?"I try and I try but the refuse to open. I am still to weak. I have to keep trying though I won't let them sit here worrying about me. With that in mind I try my hardest to open them. My eyes slowly begin to open but the lights are to bright for my sensitive eyes and they immediately close shut again. After a few seconds I open my eyes again and slowly my eyes adjust to the lighting. "What happened?" My brother asks worriedly. I tried to speak but my throat was just to dry. I look around and see a pitcher of water and I point to it hoping to relay my message that I need a drink. They seem to get it because my mom pours me a glass and brings it over to me. The water felt so refreshing as it went down my throat. So I begin to relay the story of what happened, to my family. "You scared us half to death but that was a very brave thing for you to do and I am so proud of you for it." My mom says. "I'm sorry for scaring you guys but I couldn't let them die." "We understand but just so you know it will be awhile before you can fly again. Your wings are broken and your back is covered in bruises." My brother informs me. I nod in acknowledgement. We have healing abilities but angels can't heal broken wings. They have to heal on there own unfortunately. We just moved here and I have already damaged my wings. I hate the idea of not being able to fly for awhile. Flying makes me feel free. It's my escape from everyday life."Tomorrow was supposed to be both of yours first day of school but I guess we can wait a few more days since your hurt." "I'm fine mom really." I say as my brother says "okay," excitedly. "If you are sure your okay then you can go but promise me you will take it easy." I nod and I look over at my brother,Blake. Who now has a pout on his face. He can be so childish at times but I still love him. He is my twin so we are a lot closer than normal siblings. After that mom ordered Chinese takeout and we all sat down on the couch to eat while watching some action movie. Then I get up, after saying good night to everyone, and head to bed.