Novel & Cerita I Could Believe I Can Fly

My face was all serious with both my hands on my pockets trying to breathe fine. It’s another day to build up this hope that she will be back. Jethro still didn’t approve of what I just said to him the other day. I don’t know what came up to me that I suddenly uttered those words. Not wanting to sound like giving up, I immediately changed my mind. Some dark idea clouded my head that time. When he said that I should fly to my moon.

“Here I go in the sky. To my own world of possible existence, where every possibility is my invention, I neither believe nor trust alone in some supreme power. But me building it... and building it strong.” “Your pursuit you carry on or you remain a monkey and not carry on anything beyond limits at present.” “Your choices have no options. Good day!”

That was stressful, but I did it. Raz said, “That was great little one. Now it is time for you to learn how to fly. Right now, you can use your shield to fly but flying is very possible for you with out the help of your shield. Just force your shield under you and make it lift you.” I normally would do as I was told, but time is short, so I said, “Lets skip the training wheels I want to fly by myself.” “That is great Little one, what you need to do is force the energy in you up.” Raz said.

When I didn’t hit the ground, my eyes opened to see that I was a foot above the cliff in midair. Faith had her thumbs up, “I rate that ten out of ten! Great job on your first flight!” I couldn’t help but let out a relieved laugh. My first flight. I thought I’d never see it. Forgetting everything about me leaving the fountain, I decided that faith may be strange but she is one of the greatest angels I’ve ever known. “C’mon, what are you waiting for? Let’s play air tag!” this time I beamed at her.

Something. I squeezed Enzo’s hand and looked out the window as the world grew smaller below us. I was really on a place. I was really flying. And somehow, in that quiet moment, I started to believe just a little that maybe I could do more than just survive. Maybe I could actually live. Maybe I didn’t even need anything else. Really.

His wings flapped once before we were lifted off the ground. "So you've said." But I didn't believe him. Or maybe I didn't think I deserved them. "If only you believed in yourself as much as I do. Then you would be flying on your own right now." The vision of the future Laeddin showed me appeared in my mind. I had my wings then so I would get them back. Just believe, I told myself. But nothing happened. "Very well. Hang on." Abernathy sounded disappointed.

'' THat is i am eighteen year old and i could'nt fly because my wings were short before but eventually i was able to fly when i believed in myself '' said she . '' Do you think i can too '' said he . ''' YEs just have a little bit of faith within your self and bang you got it ?'' said she . '' Thank you , you were of great help to me now i have the courage now ''said he . '' Now i can go on i will try again '' said he getting up . After trying for a while he was able to shoot the light from within his hands and the nearby trees they all froze up in gold.

My feet lifted, and I wiggled my fingers just to feel myself move under my own spell’s influence. “How do I fly?” I asked, still hovering in the air. Xaden’s eyes were intently watching me, to the point I was growing nervous. “What is it?” I asked, hugging my chest in a moment of self-consciousness. “I’m just impressed, is all my sweet. Most people can’t speak and float at the same time. Just… think about moving. It’ll come.” Vague, with no real answers. I let out a frustrated breath of air, and unfolded my arms, flapping them like a moron trying to move anywhere. But I stayed center like I was trapped in space.

There was this great feeling of euphoria in me that I couldn't help, but laugh at nothing in particular with my hands in the air. "I believe I can fly!" I yelled, spreading my arms like they were wings. "I believe I can touch the sky!" Wings sprouted from my back and I widened my eyes in amazement. There were pink clouds around me and even on the floor–mirroring cotton candies, I bet they tasted nice. "Woah!" I laughed, staring strangely at my fingers because there were fire works shooting out of them.

When we all got in, Ciara was the one who put on my seatbelt on my own since the various parts of my body are stiffened and I couldn’t move them. I used to fantasize about flying as a youngster, but I forgot I have a phobia of heights, so even if I get on a helicopter or an airplane, I can’t enjoy it because I’m trembling with terror. I couldn’t even glance out the window because I was afraid I’d fall on the ground level, even though I was wearing a seatbelt.