December 16, 2007

I think I'm alone and safe. For now.

So here is my story, in a nutshell:

My parents were showing signs of trying to kill me, so I ran away. The next day I woke up in extreme pain, and that was when I realized I wasn't completely human anymore.

Now, I have read Maximum Ride. In fact, it is my favorite book series, but there was no way I thought it was real.

And that was my mistake.

Maximum Ride most likely exists, because I have seen the school. I have fought Flyboys, and knocked-out Whitecoats.

And now I'm telling you about it, 'cuz Max was right:

You need to know.

Right now, I'm using a laptop to post this entry. I, um, sort of borrowed it from the Apple store.

If my luck keeps up, the thing will be broken by tomorrow.

So now I try to find cell phones, computers, anything I can get my non-human hands on, just so that I can tell you my story.

You don't need to be reading this. But if I were you, I would. All of this, it all exists.

I'm a hybrid, you know. 98 human, 2-

Damn, how do these fucking things find me?!