It started on a warm and breezy day in a suburb. I was leisurely walking down a street called Romanov Avenue. I entered a souvenir shop for a few min’s looking a crossed the shelves of silly trinkets and pretty stones. As I exited the store I was marveled by what I saw. I had noticed white feathers gently waving in the mild breeze of to my right and I turned my head further to the right to gaze upon one of the large white wings protruding from my back and turned to my left to gaze at the other in amazement. All of the sudden I remember I earlier that day I created these white wings to make a new freedom possible. Excited I ran down the sidewalk and quickened my pace as I stroked the white wings down once and suddenly lifted of the ground. I quickly gained altitude high into the sky and in that moment I truly felt free, I felt truly happy. I soared above the suburbs and flew low above parks so people could gaze upon me flying happily through the sky. I then flew near a sky scraper that was under construction and latched on to a ledge and asked how the workers were doing. However they were more concerned with what I was doing there, I responded with a joyful tone “I have discovered a new freedom lad’s” and dropped off the side and dived to fly low over the town. Feeling the wind Rushing past my face and the thrill of flying was truly a heavenly experience. The next thing I knew I was at a fur meet sharing this discovery with everyone there. Soon enough we started making renditions of this new found freedom so we could all fly free, but it didn’t last. Suddenly a group of angry individuals saw this newly discovered freedom, as well as me, were a threat to society. They destroyed the renditions and chased me away and I was forced to take flight away from there. I couldn't escape them, I was chased out of everywhere I landed, and when I tried to share the freedom with others I was pushed away. One by one I started to lose the feathers and it became harder and harder to fly and escape their oppression until slowly but surely they finally grounded me permanently and plucked the last white feathers from me and I watched them fall to the ground and turn to dust. There they left me stripped of the freedom of the happiness I once found and hoped to keep. Then I woke up still in the dream the moonlight shining in through my window. It all came back to me. I remembered what happened, the feel of the freedom the stripping of the feathers. I vowed with a new found confidence to bring the white feathers back and to share the freedom once again un-oppressed by the individuals who couldn't understand it.