I yawn and stretch, my wings slowly turning back to shoulder blades. My dress still engulfed in flames till the sun rises completely. I gracefully jump from the tree I was hiding in for the night. I'd never felt so free.

I see wanted posters with my bright and stern face on it. My golden eyes burning brighter than the sun in the pictures.

"Ahh!" I hear one person scream. I turn and see a small group of people running away, out of the park as fast as they can. My dress is slowly burning out as darkness fades but is still blazing.

"Wait!" I call, it's no use. They're all almost out of the park or in their homes. I sit on the grass and put my head on my hands. I don't miss other people to the least extent. I feel something burning as my normal jeans and sweater return.

I wonder what ever happened to my parents.... See, after I was born, I was their world, their breath. After I was cursed, they packed up and left me for a caring orphanage. The woman who ran the place was very considerate and caring. She, too, had been placed under an everlasting curse. She understood my transitions and always made sure I had what I needed.

I just then realize the sun is fully up and the grass is scorched. I guess it's time to move on now. I get up and start walking back the way I came, back to my house. It's a long walk home to the small town I live in.

As I walk, I choose to stick in the shadows so no one can see me. I pass several guards that are asking people if they've seen me by using the wanted posters. It was always fun watching their faces when people say "no". But accasionally they get a "yes" and that's when I have to run home.

Today was one of those days, only today the person pointed exactly to where I was. I immediatly saw the determination in the guards' eyes when they saw and heard the news. Today I wouldn't be going home.