I got SHOT!!!
Isn't that awesome?
I mean, come on, how many peeps do you know who fly, have wings, are really tall, get attacked by Leeches, GET SHOT and live to tell the tale?
Didn't think so.
OK, well, this is some cool news. I mean, sure I was in a crazy hospital, and, sure, I was freaking out, and, sure, Mike totally got pissed off at me and the others, but hey, I'm alive and flying again.
In fact, we're in the air RIGHT NOW and Tess and Eli are flying beside me while Hilary's holding Iggy (my talking cute dog).
I HAVE BULLET WOUNDS!!!!
-aLeX-ZaN
Mr Tintin's blog. Evening (or morning. Whatever). This is kinda like Fang's Blog, or 6 Kids, 12 Wings, 1 Blog or whatever you call it. The other guys post here too (damn them). And if anyone wants to know, yes, we ARE flying winged freaks.
Trueness: My Life, My Friends, My World, Our Family
- Rebels
- Um, well, Tintin is writing this, so I live with four other flying mutant kids and our talking Jack Russel Terrier. Isn't that great? OK, well I'm the second youngest here, I'm thirteen along with everyone but Tess, who's 12 (suck). We're not related, were created by the FBI, who ran an experiment for hybrid children but we weren't treated wrong or ANYTHING!!! In fact, they were really nice to us. Then, when we were three, our wings disappeared and when we were twelve, they came BACK AGAIN!!! Not lying. It's all true. So, I live with Hilary (one of the only two girls), Tess (the other girl), Eli (the pyromaniac) and Alex (Eli's best friend and the other pyromaniac). Oh, yeah, and our talking dog Iggy. -Tintin
1 comment:
ok, alex, hi, it's me, ella, we met a while ago... i think, um, yeah, well, glad ur not dead and so on.
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