A/N: Alright, first things first- This story will not be updated on a regular basis but it will be updated often

A/N: Alright, first things first- This story will not be updated on a regular basis but it will be updated often. Please take into consideration that I’m writing on 8 other stories. I will write on this when I feel like it or when I have time. If you like it and want to know when it will be updated, check my author’s page often or put me on your alerts or the story itself on your favorites list.

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Title: Caged Bird

By: Melissa Norvell

Genre: Angst/Romance/Horror/Psychological

Rating: T

Number of chapters: 5

Warnings: Dark themes, Violence, Hetero pairings

Summary: An angel is something that cannot belong to anyone. If the angel begins to consider someone precious to them, it’s as if you are saying that the world is in the hands of the one who is thought of like that. This is why the angel is left alone.

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Caged Bird

Prologue

An angel is something that cannot belong to anyone. If the angel begins to consider someone precious to them it’s as if you are saying that the world is in the hands of the one who is thought of like that. This is why; the angel was left alone…

In a large, lush tree a small girl in a white dress with large, white wings looked out across the green surroundings of her bird-cage prison. A filled bonnet rested on her head which covered tawny strands of shoulder-length, thin hair and bushy bangs that framed a small, pale face with large, round saddened eyes that were as green as the elaborate foliage that surrounded her. There was a hopelessness that bled through the form of an angel that had been sealed away for the world to forget.

The only thing that escaped through her cage was a haunting and beautiful song that was sung by a light and sad voice. People could often hear the lyrics to this song that was preformed once a day and felt captivated and even as if they may cry.

Sitting here

Watching the world

Decay all around me

The essence of life drains

Caged bird with broken wings

Horror-picture moving in slow motion

Won’t you please

Please help me

Drowning in despair

Kept in this place

Broken wings cannot fly

Into the Garden of Eden

Please…

Please help me…

I call out to you…

Please…

Please help me

For my caged heart longs to be free.

A young man shot up from bed out of a deep sleep with widened dark blue eyes. His black hair was in disarray and his well-muscled form was covered in a thing layer of sweat. It had all been so real to him. This angelic girl who appeared to be only sixteen in age had sung a song of sweet sorrow to him. His thoughts reeled through his head as questioned plagued him.

‘Who is she? This angel who appears in my dreams?’ He wondered.

Please…

Please help me…

To Be Continued…

A/N: Well, here’s the prologue. I hope that people find this unique and unlike any angel story that has ever been here on Fictionpress. It was my goal anyway to make something that was unique.