Falling

Once there lived an angel. She was naive and eager to prove herself. She excelled in training and finally she was given a chance. A task! The Lord had given her a task! She had been entrusted to deliver the soul of a boy who had died in his sleep. This little angel was determined to get it right. So as she descended to the mortal realm, the steps of her training raced through her mind. Using a cloak, made and given to her by the Lord, she was unseen to any human.

The little boy looked peaceful. Eyes fluttering back and forth from some dream. His slow, steady breath would soon stop. This sadden the angel slightly, but she knew better. The boy would love Heaven even better than Earth. So if anything she should be happy. With one swift movement she took his soul. Gently cradling him in her arms as she glided through the sky. But she made one mistake. One tiny, important mistake. She had taken a route through a wind current. The winds strength shook the boy from her grasp. In her shock, she missed her chance to catch him. His soul fell from the sky, entwining once again with his body.

She felt a defeated despair as she watched it happen. He jolted awake. His pants sharp and fast. He was scared and didn't sleep for the rest of the night. The angel reported back her failure. The angel was no doubt scolded, but will be given another chance in time. The boy's soul was left uncollected for many years.

A story inspired by Stormi.

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