{"id":36082,"date":"2021-07-24T21:21:04","date_gmt":"2021-07-24T21:21:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jaimirahulkrutipatel.com\/blogs\/?p=36082"},"modified":"2021-07-25T21:21:00","modified_gmt":"2021-07-25T21:21:00","slug":"if-i-woke-up-with-wings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/jaimirahulkrutipatel.com\/blogs\/?p=36082","title":{"rendered":"“If I Woke Up With Wings” Story Written by Kruti!!!"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cBuzz!\u201d My alarm wakes me up. I turn it off and get out of bed. I make my bed and look at myself in the mirror. I notice that I have wings. I think it is a hallucination or something else. Like a dream. So I pinch myself.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And does it hurt? Answer: Yes. Does that answer any questions? Answer: Yes. One, I\u2019m not dreaming, and two, it\u2019s proof that pinching yourself to see if you\u2019re awake or not is true. If I do have wings that means that I can fly.<\/span><\/p>\n

My wings look pretty beautiful! They are blue-which is my favorite color! How\u2019d they know?-and it looked sorta mystical. Mystical<\/span>…mystical<\/span>…mystical<\/span>…mystical<\/span>…mystical<\/span>…mystical<\/span>…mystical<\/span>\u2026 <\/span>Okay, I should stop now. That\u2019s getting kind of boring anyway. I decide that maybe I should wear my unicorn headband since I would probably look more adorable and cute. Right?<\/span><\/p>\n

I mean, I\u2019m pretty sure I\u2019m cute already, but I would be and look cuter if I had an unicorn headband. Righttt?? Wink. I find my unicorn headband and put it on my head. Luckily (or not), it\u2019s summer break, so no school today! That means no noise or any interruptions at school.<\/span><\/p>\n

I fly downstairs and crash into the living room sofa. Ouch. I get up and walk into the kitchen, seeing Mom making pancakes. Nobody really reacts to my wings. I guess they think the wings are part of my outfit. Doesn\u2019t make MUCH sense, but okay. I\u2019ll play along.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHow did you sleep? By the way, I LOVE your new unicorn look!!!\u201d Mom asks. Oh, so they DO think my wings are fake. \u201cI slept great, thanks!\u201d I lie. To be honest, I didn\u2019t really. I had this dream about me getting wings from this fairy…oh, I guess that\u2019s where I got my wings from.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Well, who cares anyway? I have them right now, so why not use them? Wait, not right now. But after breakfast. I eat my breakfast, get ready, and go outside. I start to flap my wings and travel to one of my friend\u2019s houses. I have an idea to pull a prank on my other friend.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I knock on my friend\u2019s door. \u201cHi!\u201d I say once my friend appears and opens the door. I walk in. \u201cHi!\u201d My friend pets her dog. \u201cSo, why\u2019d you come over? I love your outfit, BTW!!\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, this isn\u2019t an outfit!\u201d I explain. \u201cI woke up with wings this morning.\u201d \u201cWow!!! That\u2019s super awesome! Whatcha gonna do with them now that you have them?\u201d Mackenzie, my friend, says. \u201cActually, I had an idea. We\u2019re gonna prank Rosie!\u201d I squeal.<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cCool!!\u201d Mackenzie pauses. \u201cBut how?\u201d \u201cOh, just a few simple pranks, is all. First, I\u2019ll fly over her and pour some water on her. Next, I\u2019ll touch her on the shoulder and fly away immediately. And lastly, the big GRAND prank, I\u2019ll-you know, just pranks is good enough,\u201d I explain.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou couldn\u2019t come up with another prank, could you.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMmm…no,\u201d I say. \u201cAnyways, les gooo!\u201d I grab Mackenzie\u2019s hand, and we soar into the sky. I fly to Rosie\u2019s house. Just in case you know, Rosie\u2019s my enemy. She wouldn\u2019t even know what hit her!! Rosie walks outside. I grab a bucket of water from somewhere on the ground-I don\u2019t know where-and throw the water over Rosie\u2019s head.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Rosie is soaking. I quickly hide. \u201cWho did that?!\u201d she asks. Nevertheless, she continues walking outside. I wait for the right moment to tap her shoulder. I fly in and\u2026.TAP!! I immediately fly back to my hiding spot. \u201cArgh,\u201d Rosie grumbles. She goes inside. \u201cWell.\u201d Mackenzie comes. \u201cI saw how it went. Do you think that would be enough?\u201d \u201cYeah! I mean, she\u2019s my enemy, but I wouldn\u2019t want to hurt her, like, REALLY badly enough to get me in trouble.\u201d I say.<\/span><\/p>\n

Why is Rosie my enemy? She embarrassed me at school and hates me for no reason-okay, maybe because I get good grades.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnyways, let\u2019s go back to my house. I want to play some games with you, if that\u2019s okay with you!\u201d I say. \u201cSure! I\u2019ll just let my parents know.\u201d Mackenzie calls her parents, explaining that she\u2019ll be at my house. \u201cCome on, let\u2019s go!\u201d I say. We run to my house, and I open the door. We get out different devices and start playing Roblox and Among Us. After hours of watching TV, reading, playing games, talking, and eating, it\u2019s time to go to bed. \u201cWell, I\u2019ve gotta go! Nice to be with ya today!\u201d Mackenzie says.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNice being with you too! Bye!\u201d I say. Mackenzie walks out of the house. I get ready for bed and cover myself with my sheets. Today was a great day! I mean, who wouldn\u2019t want to have wings?!<\/span><\/p>\n

Written by Kruti Patel<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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