So, most of you have asked "Do they have wings?" well… I think this should answer your question. Ha-ha ENJOY!!:)
I was peacefully sleeping, dreaming about random things like bunnies and rainbows. So unlike me, I know. Suddenly, there was an extreme pain on my spine. I lurched up in bed, my back twisting and making me writhe.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!" I screamed. My back arched upwards, and I could feel some sweat starting to bead on my forehead. I screamed again, louder this time. I rolled over and tried to get comfortable and try to make the pain less. It was just below my shoulders down to my lower back. It felt like two strips of pain were down my spine, and kept flowing in waves all around. Now the pain was spreading to my whole body, and it felt like part of me was disintegrating, disappearing. I felt lighter, and I tried to get up and move around. My lungs felt like they were stretching and separating, and the pain was so horrible I wanted to die. I screamed, louder and louder each time. My back was arching and falling, twisting and writhing. I felt the sweat all over my body now, and I couldn't tell what were tears and what was sweat on my face. I was trying to breath, but it was harder than it should have been. I was falling apart, but I had no idea why.
I screamed yet again, and soon the pain started to ebb a little bit. But not on my back. I felt like something was growing behind me, but that couldn't be possible. It wasn't like I was a genetic mutation or something… I was breathing hard, hyperventilating almost. I rolled around on my bed, trying to get in a comfortable position to lay in, and I settled for my side. I was crying hard, it was so painful. It felt like days, but soon my back was better. It felt lumpy and unbalanced, and there was definitely something new on my back, and about my whole body. I felt lighter, and my breathing felt weird, like there was air in my stomach. I tried to stand up, but it took me a while. My head was spinning, and I was about to throw up. I ran to my bathroom, slowly and carefully, but when I leaned over the toilet I felt better and not like I was going to throw up. I stood up and turned on the bathroom light.
After my eyes adjusted, I washed my face with cold water to wake me up a little to check out my back. But as soon as I turned around, I screamed. There, on my back, huge and freaky, was a pair of wings. They were folded into my back, neatly. I couldn't breathe. I thought about trying to extend them, and tried to move the muscles that would move them. They were muscles I had never used, and they were extremely sore. I moaned in pain, but kept extending them until there was no more space to fill in the small room.
They were beautiful. They were dark brown on top, then lighter as they got lower and white on the bottom, with some dark specs splattered randomly around. I gasped. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, let alone feeling. I looked over my shoulder, and moved my wing around my body so that I could touch it. It felt soft, like down. I could feel my hand moving up and down my wing, and roots of the feathers were sore.
My wings. I couldn't make any sense of it. I took a deep breath, trying to comprehend it. I turned all the way around, looking at my back the best I could. I could see the redness everywhere, and it looked even a little bloody where my wings exited my flesh. I touched it, and it burned. I hissed in a breath and then decided to ignore it. It would heal. But obviously my wings wouldn't just disappear, though I may want them to. How would I hide these at school? What if somebody found out? It reminded me of one of my favorite books, Maximum Ride. In fact, it was almost exactly the same with the whole wings part. Would I start being hunted? Would there be others like me? My friends? Drew, Ian, Angel, Gerik, Jaz, Nikki…? How would I tell them? I couldn't just keep it a secret. I sat down on the toilet seat, closed, and was careful about not hitting my wings against the counter and things. I moved them around, opening and closing them, trying to get the hang of it. I walked out after washing my face and making sure I wasn't going to barf, and went back to my room.
When I got in, I sat on my bed and extended my wings out until they touched the walls on each side. My room was thirteen feet across, both ways.
"Whoa…" I whispered in awe. This was amazing. It felt good to stretch them, after my cramped bathroom. I sighed. This would get very complicated, with Drew and Angel and everybody else. If anybody found out, I would most likely get put into a museum and get tested on and caged like a wild animal. I wiggled my wings back and forth, getting used to the feeling of having them there. I felt like I should go out and try to fly, but I didn't want to not know how and end up splatting like a bug in the front lawn. That would turn out well. My back was still sore, but I ignored it. I opened my window, and breathed in the night air. I could feel it going into my lungs, but then going somewhere else. Down towards my stomach.
"Air sacs." I remembered. I didn't bother keeping my voice down, because if my mom and sister were most likely awake already. I touched my stomach and breathed in and out, feeling the air go through my newly acquired air sacs. This was incomprehensible. Amazing. Crazy, whatever you wanted to call it. I mean, I had wings. But, how had I gotten them? They obviously appeared, but how had the DNA gotten in my system? Had something triggered the transformation? Who had done this to me? Did it have something to do with the stalkers? Who was I, really? What was I?
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