I hate my life

I would be at Homecoming for my school right now... just saying.
I am working on part 2 but it is coming along VERY slowly.
-Tww

Who, What, When, Where, and WHY? Part 1

Tons of stuff happened lately, I am sorry i was not able to get to a computer, things have been a little too... "interesting" for me to get to one.
We spent Christmas (and new years, and spring break, and summer break) on the run, what fun. (I'm a poet and i don't know it)
So after flying for what seemed like forever (and about 20 minutes longer) we arrived in Texas. My first thought as i entered Texas was how hot it was going to be... WRONG it was COLD.

We decided we should go to Houston, more people, less chance of us being noticed. We needed money, a place to stay and sort things out, and food. So we found an old abandoned (and for a good reason) place, got some food from the local wal-mart (you ever notice all those cameras watching you in there? it is creepy...) and slept, While we were there Jessie informed me that she has a much older sister in Dallas, so that was our next stop.

We woke up the next day to hear engines outside, lots of them. I'm so lucky i noticed that because we got out of there right as some guys bust down the door wearing olive green vests, clothes, and oh yea, guns. They looked like these guys, but without "Police" on their helmets.


Off to Dallas for us! Flying there took a pretty long time, so when we got to Jessie's sister's house we were beat. (OH and her sister knows all about the wings thing, so we were cool) She gave us some money, and we stayed there for a few weeks including new years... but can my life stay normal for that long? nope. The "police" showed up at the sister's front door and asked if they could look around, Jessie's sister (being related to Jessie) said "no" and slammed the door shut. Nice one! but we had to get out of there before any more "authorities" came.

Our next stop was Albuquerque, the land of nothing, seriously there's NOTHING in the "city." compared to Atlanta, it was like we were at a tribe in Nigeria. We stopped in a few places along the way, met some nice people too. Had to avoid all the airport, because they have bird radar to track birds so planes will not hit them, thank you discovery channel. we finally got to Albuquerque and we are slept in a tent we got from target.

We decided even though we were out of energy from flying a lot lately, we would keep heading west and fly to Los Angeles. So our first stop on the way there was this little town called holbrook (we always make stops for our longer trips, i just never mention them) and decided to rest there for a couple of days. Jessie has given us a small laptop with WiFi on it so we went to IHOP (because they have free wifi, and bacon) we ordered and i went to look on satellite images of maps on the Internet.

about that time i noticed that there were only a few people in IHOP, and they were all business guys in suits and they were all sitting near us. I left before i got my bacon (they are going to pay for that bacon!).

we got back to little cave-like thing we were staying at. The 2 things on my mind were: how it is these guys keep finding us, and if my life would ever setting back down. After sleeping there for the night we got underway again. While we were flying, we were doing stunts in the air, i was flying straight for awhile, but then i decided to do a loop-DE-loop, right after i move i hear this whizzing sound, i thought it was just a fly or something.

when i hear it again, i realize it's a bullet! Crap! i yell to Jessie to do evasive manoeuvres and meet me down by this neighborhood right under us in a canyon. amazingly we both were not hit by the whatever that was shooting at us, and we hid in this guy's shed for the night. That probably was not the smartest idea ever, but hey, i am NOT in the green berets, for all i know they are the ones hunting us.

Anyways we thought it would be better if we drove the rest of the way, since we were REALLY tired and flying seemed too dangerous. Where would we get a car? it's not like we could buy one... so it looks like we had to "borrow" one. This thing, But in dark blue.

I don't like being a juvenile delinquent, but we really had no choice. So i found a older car and got the keys from inside the guy's house.
I drove because i looked older, even though both of us didn't know how to drive. it went pretty well, we only almost died in a fiery car crash a few times. We were in the town of needles when this state trooper pulls us over.

I told Jessie to get ready and when the officer told us to step out of the car, i shoved him down and took off. The poor guy was just sitting there, shocked for about 5 minutes, But he regained his senses and by then we were way out of range of his gun, but we did see him using his radio. Great, just great. We flew to just outside of LA and decided to stay there for awhile and rest up before we do anything else. Right then the main things on my mind were:

1. How did all these guys keep finding us?
2. Who were all these people that keep hunting us?
3. What are we going to do now?
4. Jessie
5. Were there more people like us? (I found Jessie pretty easily, maybe there is a lot more?)
6. What did these guys want with us?
7. Bacon
   

Yeah, i was kind of hungry when i thought of all this. I didn't sleep at all that night between the helicopters and the sirens i couldn't. I went out in the middle of the night to see if i could get a look at the helicopters, but i couldn't see them. I have great night vision which means these helicopters were black, which means not police (I think all police helicopters are white or blue...) or a news helicopter. hmm, clue?

I am going to go ahead and post this before it gets any bigger. I will finish our story when i have the time, but things have been way to busy for me to even think about it. So sorry i have not posted in... a year? wow that is a long time. Anyways check back soon for part two.

On the run...

OK, sorry i have not posted in awhile, things have gotten a bit "busy" for me and Jess. Let me start from the beginning, me and Jessie were sitting in class one day when they buzz our classroom, asking for me and her. We look at each other and go, wondering what we were in trouble for. When we get into to the front office, we see three guys in suits. The secretary says that these men were looking for us, and that they were going to let us get out of school early that day. So me and Jess walk out of there and right before we get to the big, black vans, we run as fast as we can to get out of there. The guys behind us start running also and yelling, but we lost them in the Woods behind our school. We then pop out our wings and head to my house first, but when we get there those guys in suits are already swarming the place. (insert cuss word here) We go to her house, same thing. Now we are on the run, from who knows who, until who knows when.

Got to get off this library computer now.

Answers

how high can you fly?

About 5 1/2 feet off the ground (get it, I'm 5 1/2 feet high... never mind)



what are you wearing right now?

Jeans and a hoodie with 2 slits in the back. White sneakers.



how fast can you fly?

I have no idea...



where do you live?

At my house.



and go to school?

At my school.



are you and teenwithwings boyfriend/girlfriend?

We are friends...

Well that's enough for now, I'm going to go fly some now.

-Jessie

Wings Tee

So, Jessie wants this for her b-day...






http://shanalogic.com/item.php?item_id=1613&page=6&category_id=126

You already have wings jessie.

-The Teen With the Wings

Flying

They say before you talk about someone, walk a mile in their shoes... well how about flying a mile... in their shoes?

-The Teen With the Wings

P.S. I did not film this.

Poem

Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of—Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there
I’ve chased the shouting wind along and flung.
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace,
Where never lark, or even eagle flew;
And, while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

-Jessie