Flying Free

Chapter 1

    3 years in this awful place is bound to drive anyone mad but I've got friends so it's OK.
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It all started when I was 13, my family was poor and I only had my dad, my mom died in childbirth so I'm an only child.  My dad blames himself for my mother's death and gets drunk every night to drown out his sorrows, leaving me to work jobs to keep food on the table. 

But one day I got home from school and there was a black car parked at my house. I run in only to find my dad crying and saying take her, take her away, I look at him with tears in my eyes as he says he needed the money for his alcohol. He sold me to the government for alcohol!  

What the hell. 

The men in my house drag me away for my dad and into the car and give me a shot. My eyes started getting droopy and I lose consciousness.
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I wake up strapped to a table in an all-white room with 10 other kids. They're all looking around with terrified expression that mirrors my own. A door opens to the right of me, I'm
the closest table to the door, and a doctor walks in with glove on and a shot in his hand.

 I squirm and try to inch away from him only to go nowhere. 

"It's alright, but this might hurt a lot," the doctor says with a sadistic smile, and then stabs me in the neck with the shot.

The needle in my body was like a small pinch compared to the pain of the liquid he injected into me.  It felt as if he was injecting acid into my veins, and I screamed at the top of my lungs and start crying from the horrible pain. The other kids start screaming in pain as the doctor injects them with the liquid. 

Soon after several of them had stopped screaming as I continued, then it was just me screaming. My eyes started going blurry before I blacked out. Before I blacked out, I hear the doctor say that the rest of the kids where dead and that I was the only survived. 

He continued to bring in more subjects as the months flew by, but still I was the only one to survive. Then he started bringing in babies from orphanages so no one would miss them. That was when I started getting pain in my back the injections had already made me stronger, faster, and have advanced hearing, smell and taste.

 I went to the man known as The Doctor and tell him about my back. He tells me to turn around and then pulls my shirt up and says excellent. 

"What's happening," I ask nervousness in my voice. 

"Oh, nothing it's just your wings coming out, they're finally full grown, although they will take about a week to come out of your back completely."

"What!!!!!" I scream and immediately regret it as my back starts throbbing uncontrollably. 

I collapse and the guards take me back to my room to rest. I couldn't move until the next week when my wings finally grew out. I look back and see giant beautiful white wings, there about two times bigger than me. 

I try to move them, and I almost fall down as the flap strongly and I float in the air with my feet a few feet off the ground and I scream and fall out of the air and face plant onto the ground with feathers scattered about.  The doctor comes in and gasps and stares at my large wings with wonder. I sit up and stare back at him.

 "I can't believe the serum actually worked now I can test it on the twin babies that survived the shots." 

"What! You experimented on babies."

Author's note:

This is all original I actually thought of this while I was swimming so it's different that my usual books, but this is my second book to be published so it might be weird.