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

Helljumpers

anyway i had a fun time this Friday, i went over to a major US army base in our state, and since i flew around, pretty low for a while. So i am there flying, free and all that, until a C-130 cargo nearly hits me! I can see my mom now, calling our insurance people asking if my life insurance is covered being hit by a military cargo plane. Anyway me, in my infinite wisdom, decide to follow this plane, hoping that they don't have rear-view mirrors. so I'm flying behind them, LA DI DA... until i guy jumps out and nearly beans me, what is this? national hit the freak in the air day? They were para troopers, on a training exercise, so when they are falling back to earth i fly around saying "hey" and "whats up?" Most of them didn't say anything back, probably wondering if that bird was talking to him, but a few people kept their cool and actually answered back mostly asking me questions. One guy took out a camera when i was close to him, but i came up to him and snatched it out of his hands and threw it down, i know bully me, but no one can take a picture of me. i want my paratrooper pin now.

-The Teen who would be a great paratrooper

My Dream

So last night i had this other dream were i was at my house, and some stranger, me, and my mom were standing in our garage. Then this stranger says "It's Time" and grabs 2 things from the garage and puts them on my back. They were wings. It was like i had never flown before, i was flying, swooping, diving, and breezing past him. While this was happening him and my mom were talking, and she looked sad. So then i landed next to him and then he snapped out his own wings and we flew until we got to this swamp. then this guy falls out of the air and starts to die on the ground, and my family was there, looking sad. So while this guy was dying i come up to him, ask him a question that i don't remember, he says "yes" then dies. After that it was like my own father died, its like i had known him all my life, but i didn't.



Could this be, like, some fragments from my past our something?

I should really get to work on finding others like me, and where we came from.



-The Teen With the Wings.