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I look down. The line's cut.
7 minutes back. Maybe 10 minutes.
I had never flown. Never been trained to fly. That's why I was bothering Jimmy by not flying. I saw another big kid flying a kite with a smile on it. But the smile actually means "See I am way better than you, you loser". So, I just ignore that dummy and try. Try and get stuck in a tree. A bigger kid called "Dad" comes and yanks me off having no idea how bad it hurts. Luckily I'm not injured. And...the kid's trying to make me fly again. Doesn't he get it that I am not trained? Probably he's my foe and want's me to fly so I can be caught and put in prison for not having a flying license. Well, that's not gonna happen. No. Nah-ah. But before I realize I am flying. Now I am gonna go to prison for sure.
I try losing the flow but the boy is stubborn like "No chance dreamer.". Well...I guess I should wait till the police arrive. I suddenly feel like going higher...Obviously my brain level but no. Like a sad no. I look down. The line's cut. Great. My foe has found a better way to make my already miserable life more miserable by killing me. Tonight, a great nonliving organism dies. Or not.
Well, I am not gonna die. So heroic... I look ahead electricity tower or is it internet tower. Whatever. Both are bad for me. Making it worse it is full of dead kites stuck here and there. Hey, that maybe Uncle Upbow. Sad... I float into it. On no! Luckily, my karate(some cool fighting stuff) skills make me survive. Thanks, wind. I go higher and higher, above the clouds, possibly into space. Bump! An asteroid! An unidentified flying onion! Aww! Boring. It's a plane. At least I don't die alone.
I am stuck at the window of a cockpit, of a plane, in the stratosphere, that's in the universe. All I can see are freaked-out pilots. I am blocking their view. They are so freaked out it's like watching a horror movie. The pilots are saying something. I use my highly intelligent brain to decode their lip movements. "Get off. We can't see where we are going!!". Beat that Sherlock Holmes.
Suddenly I blew away. Your welcome. I say imagining they would be thanking me. Instantly (Just using this so it wouldn't be repetitive) the wind stops. I am going down. Down into a forest fire. But that's not happening. Instead, I'm going down onto a building. It's not Burj Khalifa or Empire State Building. It's a normal building. No big deal. I land on an antenna, topple down and down. Seeing the most boring sight. People eating food. But it's not boring because I see a person gobbling up food like he's not eaten for years. Which is actually my condition.
Let's wrap it up quickly cause great people like me don't waste time. So I landed on a pavement somewhere on the planet and was picked by a girl whose house was on the planet too(You couldn't expect it on Mars or Moon, maybe Pluto.). I was taken home...to her home, not mine. And put to rest. Actually put in an old bag and placed in a cabinet that smells like onion. But great people can handle this. Adios. Arrivederci. Au Revoir. Tot Ziens. Alavida. Do Svidanya. Sayonara. Great people are smart. (If you didn't already know)