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Balloon's POV

"Mom?"

"Yes dear?"

"Are angels real?"

I ran around, searching. Where is she? I hope she's still not in danger. She has to be okay, she has to!

"Of course honey!"

"Oh. I drew an angel in class today, and said she was my angel, but the others said angels aren't real, and that I wouldn't have one, even if they were."

My heart fell in sync with the thumping rhythm of my feet. Beads of sweat slid down, my eyes were watery from the cold air. I know I'm on the verge of popping, but I don't care. I need to find her.

"Don't listen to them sweetie, everyone has an angel!"

"Where are they then?"

Panting, I delved deeper into the forest, the grass was frosted, and the trees were lined with thin, white snow.

"The angels live among us; they are closer than you think."

"How do you know if someone is your angel?"

The paper I was carrying crinkled and blew in my hand, I gripped it so it wouldn't fly away. This is too important.

"Finding your angel is easy. They are always by your side, watching you, even if they're not there at the moment. They love you and look out for you, congratulating you when you've accomplished something, laughing with you when you are happy, and comforting you when you are sad. Your angel loves to spend time with you, and they would never leave you."

"Can I love my angel?"

I collapsed onto my knees, landing hard on the thin ice, cracking it, and revealing the yellow green grass underneath. I need to keep looking, but I couldn't go any further. I visioned her warm, pure smile, her laugh full of life, her sparkling, loving eyes. Suddenly, I wasn't tired anymore, but renewed with a new force. I got up, and kept running. Kept looking.

"An angel's love is always something you should cherish, and it's even better if you love your angel back, friendly or romantically. If you love your angel, with all your heart, your love will last forever."

"But no one likes me...much less loves me. Maybe I don't have an angel."

"Maybe you haven't found your angel yet. Always remember..."

I came to a little clearing in the forest, where the sun shone brightly and all the ice reflected like mirrors. It would've been beautiful...if it wasn't for her dead body laying in the middle.

I mindlessly walked over to her, and then fell to my knees. There she was, the brown leather suitcase with golden straps that changed my life. Dead.

Her eyes were peacefully closed, you couldn't tell she had frozen to death in her sleep. She still had a smile on her face, like she was just relaxing in this tranquil area. I reached out to touch her, stroking the side of her face, which was now cold and hard.

I choked up, the sobs coming in sudden hiccups. I let it run, salty tears rushing down my face onto the cool ground, melting the frost on the grass. And still, the tears tormented me. I can't help it anymore, my friend, my crush, my love, my angel.

Dead.

A gentle wind blew up, surrounding me. The air turned warm, and the softest and lightest of kisses, like a silky flower petal, touched my forehead, filling me with warmth and leaving me a little tingly.

The temperature turned cold again, but the initial warmth remained like the last burning embers of a fire. I found my mouth curling up a bit, of course, I can't ever be the same, but the least I could do for her is move on, and keep her in my heart. All she ever wanted for me is to be happy, and that's what I will try to do.

I lowered my arms under her, and lifted her up. I'd never noticed how light she was. I would tell the others, and we would bury her properly, it's the least she deserves. I looked at the paper in my hand, and with some thinking, let it go. I don't need it now. I will try to live my life without any more regrets.

I stood up, and walked away with her, the warm air still circling me.

"Your angel will always love you."

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