Short Stories

The Angel

A bat was flying close to the ground when she heard a small voice pipe up.

"Oh my! An angel!" She looked down, and there was a little rat gazing up at her. Confused, she flew down to the little rat.

"Were you talking about me?" She asked shyly. She knew very well she was not an angel, but she did look a little like the rat.

"Yes miss, of course I was talking about you," the rat said. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. You probably don't even want to talk to a dirty rat like me."

"No, no, you're very sweet!" The bat exclaimed. "I-uh, I'll see you around, Mr.Rat."

"Goodbye Ms.Angel!" The rat said, and he scampered off.

The bat, blushing, flew off again.