Led and everyone she knew could fly. They all had such beautiful feathery wings, or really cool and awesome dragon like wings. Led had wings to yes, but she couldn't fly with them. She thought her wings were the most hideous wings to have ever existed. She tried to make them look pretty. But everytime she tried, the prettiness they had before she started, eventually was washed away. But, only one was broken. So why try to make both prettier? Because then, the other wing would be left out. But no longer did she want her wings, they were a burden to her. She could care less if she was dead or if she lost her wings. It was the same to her either way. Somedays, she wished she didn't exist. But somehow she kept going. Today, was different. Today she was going to rid of the extra weight upon her back. The sharp blade she held in her hand reflected a small beam of light that seeped through the small space between the curtain and the wall. She gazed at her faded reflection upon the metal, suddenly debating whether this was a good idea or not. She peeked behind the curtain a bit, Alerted by the sound of laughter. Outside was her brother, Pastel, Chara, and Frisk. Seeing them so happy, so free, made her cry. She then cut through the flesh on her broken wing, breaking through the bone as she held in a scream. She then did the same for the other, as she could no longer contain the pain. She screamed so loud that just about everyone could hear it. She blacked out as her brother and friends came rushing to help her....

                                                                         To Be Continued......