Airplanes!

As you may have noticed, I haven't posted in quite awhile. But, I have an excuse!
I went to . . .
DENVER!
Ah, Denver, Colorado. The 'mile high city'. I went to see a hockey game. Considering I live in Canada, where hockey is a big thing, I was extremely excited to go. It was a five day trip, I spent a good amount of money, and visited really cool places that I'd never visited before. It was my second time in Denver, the first being when I was six months old. So that doesn't really count, right?
Anyways, it was awesome. I saw the hockey game, met a few Canucks fans, went shopping, had a fun with my family. But now you're wondering, 'Okay, great. But how does this relate to the title?'
You might not be thinking that, but either way, I'm going to tell you: I flew there and back on a plane. Yeah, I know. I'm cool. :P
SO, this brings us to the point where I put in a snippet of my story that relates to the flying part of it. And considering the story is about kids with wings, I guess it was an easy selection.
Here you go!

“We’ve got to go,” Dylan said, looking at me. He had a bleeding forehead, blood trickling down the side of his head, and his eyebrow had been scratched. Dirt smeared his face and all over his clothes, but I was sure I looked the same. Daniel stood beside him, his cheek bleeding and a cut on his upper arm, not to mention the dirt that had made his golden blond hair look like caramel with chocolate chunks in it.

   To my surprise, Dylan suddenly hugged me close. He wrapped his hands around me and held me tightly against him, and I was about to do something, like slap him, when he began to run. He leaped into the air and his wings stretched out even further, catching a slight breeze and lifting him up. But, as if he was tied to something, a weight pulled him down again.

   “Flap, man, flap!” He yelled, and I realized it was Daniel, hanging from his hand. I heard frantic flapping from below me, then, “I don’t know how!”

   “Just flap!” Dylan ordered. We were falling, very fast, gaining momentum, and I saw the ground getting closer and closer every second. I could see it coming towards us, fast, too fast. There was no way we were getting out of this one. I was about to become girl n’ feathers soup.

   The thought made me wince.

   At last moment, when the ground was rushing up to me so fast that if I blinked I’d be mashed against the road, Dylan whipped up in the air, the g-force ripping me back, and to my horror, I broke out of his arms, falling once again. I screamed louder than I had ever screamed before.

   The wind was knocked out of me as I landed on something. No, in something. I was instantly cradled in someone arms, and I looked up to see Daniel looking down at me, his eyes suddenly a lot less cloudy, even though some white still lingered. Relief flooded through me.

   But fear soon crept back as I noticed the motion I was in, the sound around me. Flapping. Hovering up and down.

   Daniel was flying, and as I glanced over at Dylan, he was flying too, his wings a lot bigger than I imagined them as. They were dark silhouettes against the bright sky.

   “Oh, God,” I moaned, beginning to panic. I was in the air. High.

   Daniel seemed a little shaky with his flying, and he looked afraid to move. He looked up at Dylan, who was slowly making his way towards us. “I can’t hold her and fly at the same time, dude.”

   Dylan slid his arms under me and lifted me off Daniel’s hands. I was up so high I was afraid to look down.

   “Sorry about that,” Dylan apologized. “I’m still not that great at flying.”

   “The apology won’t be accepted until I’m standing on flat ground.” I said shakily.
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That's Daniel's first flying moment! Awe, the milestones. *wipes tear from cheek* They grow up so fast!

Oh, one more thing. I'm really happy that people are leaving their comments on the posts - it's really nice to hear other people's thoughts on my writing. Don't be afraid to talk - I can't digitally bite anyone xD