Ingrid's secret part 1 version #1

Milky moonlight gleamed onto Ingrid’s bed, a lustrous light, encircling her. A blue alarm clock suddenly sprung into action, vibrating whilst sparing even more light across the room. The moon and clock served their purpose, as she slowly drifted into consciousness. She jumped into her shoes, and quickly changed from her night gown into her deep blue trousers and top.1

She began to rummage around for a warm jacket, remembering the weather forecast. I’m not going out there without this on, she reminded herself, it’s supposed to be freezing tonight.2

After Ingrid had slipped on her jacket, a thought occurred to her for the millionth time that week. I wish I could tell Alicia, though I suppose nothing is stopping me. But if she tells someone, something is bound to go wrong. And so, with that thought being pushed out of her mind, she began to concentrate.3

As she did so, her body began to heat up, and a tingling sensation engulfed her soon after. This had only started to happen for the last week, and Ingrid was glad her mother was a deep sleeper.4

After a few seconds, brown feathers started appeared on her back, and her wings began to take shape. It took away her breath every time, and she was sure it always would. But Ingrid had other things to think about.5

She waited a few more second, and then flexed her wings to make sure they were okay. She jumped up onto her violet duvet, and reached towards the overhead window. As she began to undo it, she heard a noise drift in from her mother’s room. I better be careful tonight, I’ve been lucky so far, but it won’t last forever.6

Ingrid opened her path to freedom, and quickly shot out, before anything could stop her. 7

As she swooped higher and higher, she stretched her brown wings out wider to increase her speed.8

The wind rushed past her red cheeks, bitterly cold, as she had predicted.