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I looked at them and saw disbelief in their eyes. They just couldn’t believe what I was saying. Not contradicting me but not showing any sign of understanding they said that they knew what I meant. Their face expression was arrogant and they thought they were superior. I couldn’t help noticing that they were holding back from laughing. I shouted at them out loud that they couldn’t understand because they were too little, too human, too lost in their selfish, empty worlds.
They were telling that I need help. I disagreed. I knew for sure that if they couldn’t see past appearances they won’t be able to help me. Let’s face it they couldn’t help themselves. They didn’t want to help the other, not when they were showing that smirk on their faces.
I told them that I would prove them that they are wrong and I will do so by showing them my wings. Rising their eyebrows they asked me to do so. I closed my eyes and concentrated on nothing else but my purpose in this life. I knew that they will see my aura and my white wings will wake up the faith in them. I was wrong; they were too blind to see. They just wanted me to turn into one of them, into a mediocre individual who will just have to cut his wings of because society does not believe in miracles.

She was sure that she will be chosen. It was this very moment when she had to get past the competition and catch the courage and confidence she needed to make this part hers. Feelings like uncertainty and fear were only for the weak. She knew that she couldn’t get nervous, that she wanted this part more than any other candidate and that her whole career depended on it.
As soon as she was called in, she walked with her head up high. She looked the judges right in the eye and started acting her favorite Shakespearian part, the one she considered most difficult to act. Her face was changing from act to act, portraying anger, excitement and sorrow. They all looked at her not blinking an eye, like futuristic robots that can’t express any emotion. When she finished her presentation she looked at them in silence, expecting their feedback but they were just sitting there.
She felt judged but not for her acting skills. A cold drop of sweat fell down her forehead and her eyes were soon to be interpreted as confused. The judges looked at her with their authority and crushed her dream breaking it into small little pieces. Shocked, she was standing in front of them, stiff, feeling empty inside. Her dream to become an actress was not going to come true. She had to walk away from it hoping to find a new dream soon.