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Personal Narrative: Spac Water

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The first thing I ever felt was intense wind and somehow I knew that when I opened my eyes alI I would see is blue. Light pale grey blue. Blue so light that the horizon can’t tell where the grey water ends and the sky begins. Blue that promises rain and storms and chaos. I was sitting on something. Something with scales and muscles pumping, up and down, up and down and I could only grin because I knew. When I finally opened my eyes and looked at the dragon on whose back I sat, all I could feel was peace. Peace in the air with the slate skies. The dragon pushed harder, flapping it’s wings faster. Up up up up. I thought the farther up we went, the less air there would be, but no. There was more. I felt it in my blood. It flowed in constant wind, sending us through the layers and layers of atmosphere. …show more content…

I always thought that you’d see it coming, the endless black and the twinkling stars, but no, a whoosh through the clouds and we were there. I didn’t ever want to die, but in that moment I would’ve been okay with it. Space would be beautiful enough to die in. My dragon kept going, riding the tails of stars and flying so quickly past the moon that the dust got in my hair. Everything was quiet in space. I knew things could not be like this forever though and that life is not dragons and moondust and I could not always fly, so I leaned forward and whispered in the dragon’s ear, “goodbye.” I let go and fell backwards, sliding off it’s tail. The only things I heard as I fell was rushing wind and the howls of my distraught dragon. My only thought was that people should be allowed to fly too. I have to learn on my own, be the dragon and not depend on them. Turn my skin into wings became the mantra in my head. I fell and fell and fell, the world getting closer and closer. My body felt like it was going to be ripped in two, but I kept spread out and kept

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