Falling Angel

There I was. 

Falling. 

Down, down, down. 

I was between the sky and the ocean. The sky in which held endless wonders and the ocean which gripped eternal cold. Which I belonged in I did not know. 

I was between Heaven and Hell. 

My chocolate hair reached out, thrashing violently for something to hold onto, as if it didn't want to let go to what I had. However, the rest of me was stiff from shock of what had occurred.

I try to scream, as if some hero would save me. I part my lips wide, but there was no sound. The roaring winds surrounding my frail body blocked out any noise. Even my own voice. 

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A chilling feeling envelops my being. I was under water. Inside that cold ocean. I let air escape my mouth in small bubbles and watched them float to the surface. A surface I will never see again. 
The light fades slowly as I sink deeper into the depths of the unforgiving water world. My hair lacked the whipping energy it held, as if it had given up. 

My lungs screeched, demanding air. I didn't care though. I heard it's orders, but I didn't listen. I never do. 

How did I end up here?

Why was I banished?

Because I was being who I am.