Being Free

Chapter 2

Previous- Then, the white-coat I didn't know, said, "Hello Daisy."

I gave a short-wave. He didn't seem evil or mean. Maybe he was nice like Sandy or slightly mean like Mark. No, he wasn't nice like Sandy, only Sandy is the nice one.

He sighed. I've heard that sigh before, I'm not sure where but I was positive that I heard it before. I looked over him again. He looked a little like someone, older not as young. I remember one night. Sandy and I were eating dinner. We could hear the rain outside beating the window. To calm me down she brought a video. I asked her what it was about. She told me that it was years before I was born/created. She said that it was about kids like me. We watched it; there were six bird kids just like me. There were three girls and three boys. The three older kids, a girl and two boys, looked about ten years old. The youngest, a girl, looked about one. Then a white-coat came into view. I asked Sandy who he was and she replied, "Jeb."

The white-coat in-front of me was the same white-coat as in the video.

"Jeb?" I said as he said, "My name is Jeb."

He stared at me in surprise. Probably wondering how I knew his name. He turned around and looked at Sandy and Mark; he then turned back to me. Sandy even looked surprised.

"How do you know Jeb?" Mark asked. He was always curious.

"I watched a video with him in it." I whispered. I wasn't even sure if they heard my answer. "You worked with Max, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy (Gasman), and Angel." I said to Jeb. I was looking into his eyes while I said that. His eyes were all soft and sad looking. "What happened… what happened to them?" I asked barley a whisper.

"They died." Jeb said.

"Oh," was all I was able to say.

"Well, time to continue on." Sandy said. Her words remained me where I was. Sandy took something out of her pocket. It was a needle. I gave her my hand and looked away, but not before I saw the look at Jeb's face. He looked surprised that I did it without any complaining. Get use to it. I thought.

Instead of the needle biting into my hand it bit into my forearm. I turned to look into her eyes. I saw my reflection. I looked confuse and surprised. She never ever have stuck a needle in my arm.

When she removed the needle I took my arm away. It hurt but I've learned to deal with the pain, even if it drove me nuts.

Jeb stepped closer to me and I took a step back. I didn't trust him and I was afraid that he was going to pull out a needle. Something about him was also odd. I didn't like him, like I didn't like Mark. I trusted Mark more than I trusted him.

"It's okay. I won't hurt you." Jeb said reassuring.

I just stared at him with narrowed eyes. Mark came closer to and putting them together sounded like bad news. I turned towards Mark to see what his next move was. He looked determined to do something. I saw Sandy went to sit on a bench.

I could feel someone behind me. My eyes shot to where Jeb is… was. I felt him, touch my wings. Snap decisions, that was my memo. I did a front flip and landed by Sandy who was behind me. It was a triangle now. I was the tip and Jeb and Mark was the ends. I stood tense, and waited for them to make there move. I crouched into a fighting stance. My eyes narrowed even more.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." Jeb said soothingly.

"He was just looking at your wings Daisy." Mark said, almost in the same voice. He looked past me at Sandy.

"Daisy, it's okay. I promise. Daisy, I never break a promise to you. Do I?" She asked me.

"No!" I hiss under my breath.

"No, I don't. Calm down. Let Jeb just look at your wings. He is the best person to go to."

I could hear her voice in came to me in a clam way. Slowly I got of my stance. I was still very upset but I couldn't deny Sandy because I really didn't know. I unfolded my wings. They were 9 feet wide. It felt nice to have them stretch out all the way.

Jeb very carefully as to not scare me stepped behind me. (Ha, me scared. Well maybe, I hated not being able to see him.)

"Hmm..." Jeb said. He stepped back into my vision.

I crossed my arms in-front of my chest.

"Your wings are almost as long as Gasman was."

Whatever! I thought.

"Okay. We're ready." Jeb clapped his hands and I gave a little jump.

I got tense again. They ignored it/me. Jeb moved about 2 feet away from me and said, "Okay, first you are going to do a running step. Keep your wings tuck in. Then you are going to jump up and snap out your wings. Flap constantly and coast a couple of times."

He started running at me. I got ready to jump over him and fight. When he was about maybe a foot away he jumped and snapped out his arms and flapped them. He landed and walked the rest of the way to me. "Now it's your turn."

I looked at him. He was teaching me to fly. I don't think they ever allowed that, even before me. I turned and walked all the way to the far wall. I got ready to sprint. Breathe in and breathe out. I raced to the other end of the field. Halfway there I jumped up and snapped out my wings. It felt great. I flapped and coasted for a minute. I was never allowed to have enough room to spread out my wings or learn to fly. I looked down at the three of them. Jeb gave me thumbs up and I let a small grin play across my face. I laughed when I was about to the top, it was an amazing sound. I really never enjoyed anything or laughed at anything, not even when someone was being funny.

I kept going higher and higher. I could touch the top. It was magical.

"Daisy! It's time to go!" Mark yelled.

"It's time to land." Jeb corrected.

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