For everyone out there, reading this, go. Go run. And have fun. While you can. Because my life used to be boring. And I never ran or had fun. I tried to do something about it, and now look where I am. In a cage. Surrounded by freaks. So be grateful for who you are. For fun. And even for normal school. Because everything, and I literally mean EVERYTHING, is better than this School.
I guess you should know my story.
It all started at the beginning of ninth grade. I had no friends. I just moved from New York, so I didn't know anyone. I was bored with y life. I would go to school, come home, and go straight on my computer. My mom would shout, "Kiki! Time for dinner!" And I would eat. Then go back to my room and on my computer.
This went on for months. About a quarter into the ninth grade, I found a website called Fang's blog. I envied him. He told us this story about how he has wings, and is in danger. And how all of our lives are in danger. I couldn't tell whether to believe him or not. Everyday I went to his blog, and read his stories. I didn't know what to believe. But, either way, I envied Max, and Angel, and Nudge, Gazzy, and Fang. A week later, I heard my mom scream. I was on my computer, but I ran down to check it out. I gasped at the sight on TV. There were 6 bird/human kids, in the air, at a football game. I knew it was Fang. I saw Max. I saw Iggy. I felt like I knew Angel adn Gazzy. It was so wierd. And that was the beginning. 'Cause that night, I knew I would change my life. No more boring. I was going to help save the world.