You hit her again and threw her against the wall. She lays there on the floor, her dreams flooding the room. You absorb her pain and a smile creeps across your face. With every tear she sheds you get a bit taller. With every profanity you yell, she gets a bit smaller. Just when she is about to disappear, you leave to retrieve the gun from your closet. She strives to be part of the beautiful place amongst the clouds...that is the only dream left in her eyes. Yet when you come back into the room, you rip the wings off her back. Her spirit crumbles. But that was the last squeeze! You see a faint light radiate from her eyes as she stands up. She see's that tiny bit of fear inside of you. All of her strength comes from within. Her wings grow back and she rises up from your evil.