I looked down. Everything seemed like it was miniature. I saw the tiny cars below moving quickly. I was standing on the railing of a fire escape on the top floor of an apartment building. Most people would be terrified if they were I right now for I had no support except a metal bar above me and I was about 400 feet in the air. Of course, I was definitely not like normal people. I stood there for a minute. I felt the wind in my hair. I looked at the sky that was now a pitch black and then back down at the tiny, illuminated city. I slowly let my hands slip away from the metal bar and I fell forward. I closed my eyes and let myself fall. The wind blew my hair back as I was spiraling down. Then my wings popped out like a parachute and I began to glide. (Yes, I have wings).
My name is Mandy. A 17-year-old mutant girl with wings. You're probably wondering how the hell I got these wings. Well, I was just about to explain that. Basically, these cruel sick scientists kidnapped me and somehow managed to splice my normal human DNA with this