Scetch of Max

This cannot be happening, Max thought as she stood por a árbol in the park. Little ángel sat under the tree, weeping her eyes out. Thick tears running down her cheeks. In her hands she held a little bird. She had caught it earlier as it fell from the sky and it had, unfortunately, died in her hands. And now little ángel was so shaken por it, she was breaking down.

What do I do, Max asked herself. ángel was crying, and this time she didn't know how to handle it. She had had a lot of conversations with her flock. But nothing so sensitive as "Death". She remembered how peaceful the día had started...

                                                 Maximum Ride

        My name is Maximum Ride, but everyone calls me Max. I have long blond hair, and ……. wings. Yep, that's right, wings. I also have a brother with wings, Iggy. As far as i know we are the only ones with wings. Iggy is the same age as me, 14. He has...