1:23 AM
Seattle: Akaina Morresett - Citizen # 4149
I laughed as I jumped from rooftop to roof-top.
Sure, I wasn't supposed to do this.
I'm supposed to be at home, sleeping like a good girl.
But who cares.
I'd rather do something meaningful than sleep.
So what If it's against the law I don't care.
It's worth it.
The world would be able to see my work, my art, my mind and it inner beauty.
My paintings aren't like the graffiti that you see on old walls and boxcars.
They have a purpose and are carefully placed.
Many people notice them but don't truly see them as I would like them to.
No, they're not technically legal.
And yes, I am getting chased by a police car because I just attempted to put another up right infront of a cop.
I had found the perfect spot to put up my next painting.
A spot that was so visible, you almost never noticed it was there.
A spot just aching for me to paint.
It was on the side of an old abandoned house that had been for sale since who knows when.
Every one knew that house.
The Abandoned one.
No one lived there, but pretty much every person n town with a bottle of spray paint had made their mark on it at one point or another.
When the Po-po me I was measuring the size of my stencil that I had carefully cut out to the one space on the house that was so coated in paint, that you couldn't see the grain of the shingles beneath it.
My one perfect spot, was conveniently placed right below the second floor window, front and center.
Since I was already halfway up, I just climbed up farther and sprinted from house to house.
And thats how I got to be here.
Running and jumping from house to house, and enjoying it.
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Headquarters.
1:24 AM
" Sir, We have a problem." Screamed Watcher # 2347
" Citizen # 4149 of Seattle, Akaina Morresett broke the code." 2347 spoke calmly, carefully selecting her words
"Sir, She's been jumping up and down and around the roofs of many houses and apartment complexes in Rural Seattle." 2347 raised her voice once again to receive attention from the most feared man within The Headquarters. The Commander.
"Sir. These actions weren't in her schedule. They weren' in anything of our books or data files."
"Sir. This Means that this girl, Citizen #4149, has capabilities beyond that of any regular human. The amount sheer devotion and will that it would take to break out of a schedule like hers, Sir,is practically impossible. Not even our most highly skilled Coders could do that."
"Akaina Morresett Sir, has just become a highly valued asset to our mission."
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