Stupid thingy's

-Max-

He still didn’t remember me. But I remember him just fine. I remember everyone…I looked around and saw that there was a piece of paper and not on the floor next to the door. I really didn’t want to move. I know that I didn’t have these on before then first test and when I ran over to try to talk to Mr. Bloodgood. So they must have put them on after that lady knocked me out.

Mr. Bloodgood must have saw the paper on the floor too because he knocked on the glass to get my attention again. He was pretty much telling me to get up and go and get the piece of paper. So instead I laid down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I just wanted to go home. I knew where we were and how to get home, it’s just getting through everything to get home is the problem. He knocked on the glass again and I looked over at him. He told me the same thing. I sighed and got up off the bed I couldn’t stabilize my self in these stupid things that put on my legs so I ended up tumbling forward onto the ground.

I pulled myself up and walked on my knees to get the paper and pencil then I tried to stand up again and I managed to stumble over to my bed and slowly get on it. My legs were throbbing from the stupid things they put on me. I looked at the little note attached to the letter and it said that all ties would be cut off from the outside world and this was my note that I could write to a loved one.

‘Well there’s no point in me writing it to my parents…’ I thought looking down at the piece of paper. ‘So who should I write it to?’ I thought a while about who I should write it to then my hands just decided that I was going to write it to Elizabeth and Dante.

Elizabeth and Dante,

I’m here with Mr. Bloodgood. They have erased his memory but not mine. We’re at the abandoned lab that is just on the other side of town from the school. That’s all I really know. I miss you guys. Dante you can tell Elizabeth if you want. I at least want her to know. I don’t know if I’ll ever see any of you again but I won’t let them erase my memories, if they do and you get here please try to snap me out of it.
-Max

I tossed the note on the floor and it landed with the note I just wrote down on the ground. I laid down on the bed facing the glass and I put my left wing over my arms and started playing with my feathers. I had nothing else to do anyways.

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I hope that this is alright. Max has a hard time balancing with those things on. It’s because with having wings his center of balance is thrown off so he can’t maneuver in the knee replacements.
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