Together we sit down under the old oak tree.
'So you're a dragon.'
I don't awnser. I'm to ashamed.
'I think it's kinda cool.' She says.
'You really think so?'
She looks in my bright red eyes as she answers 'Yes, I really think so.'
I'm actually glad to hear somebody say that to me. I've always been the outsider.
'Can you fly?' She points at my small wings.
I nod my head.
' Can you give me a ride?'
' I'm sorry, I'm to weak.'
' promise to take me for a ride, when you can.' She has an angellike smile on her face.
'Yes, I will.' And for the first time in my life I smiled.