I Could Believe I Can Fly Novels & Stories

Then I turned around and handed my boarding pass to the gate agent. Once everyone boarded, the cabin door closed. The plane taxied and accelerated before its wheels eventually came up. The plane from the airline Brandon worked for carried me high in the sky, through the clouds. And Brandon, who had taken annual leave for his "little bear", was sitting in first class on another plane right now. I looked out the window at the sea of clouds. After eight years, I was finally free.

I felt the ground approaching quickly, and that I was about to crash into it. I shut my eyes tightly and said in fear: "No… I don’t want to die…" At that moment, I felt something strange. As if a faint voice was whispering in my ear. "Think about flying… like a bird…" I didn’t understand where the voice came from, but I did what it said without thinking. I imagined myself flying… I imagined the air carrying me… I imagined that I was as light as a feather. And suddenly… I felt something different I was no longer falling rapidly.

72 : "If I Could Fly" If I Could Fly 72 G A G E Later that night, I was just sitting inside my room doing nothing else but reaching Tate's phone. I'm so sure that they already landed in New York. I've been trying to call her, her phone's already ringing though, but she's just intentionally ending my calls and mostly not answering any of it. I've been rereading the messages for hours that I have been sending her since I realized that Kendall sent those photos to her.

I said, shaking my head. "Why?" His eyes searched mine. "Money? Not a problem. Work? You can get the time off. Come travel with me. I'll even talk to your boss. I'm sure you can get the time off if I made a sizable donation to the hospital." Fear lurched in my stomach. "I can't." He peered at me, his eyes hopeful. "Why, Kaylee?" I picked furiously at the cuticle on my thumb. If I kept this up it would bleed, but I didn't care. I took a shaky breath, embarrassed and afraid to tell him. "I hate flying. And I'm not good in strange places."

I said, shaking my head. "Why?" His eyes searched mine. "Money? Not a problem. Work? You can get the time off. Come travel with me. I'll even talk to your boss. I'm sure you can get the time off if I made a sizable donation to the hospital." Fear lurched in my stomach. "I can't." He peered at me, his eyes hopeful. "Why, Kaylee?" I picked furiously at the cuticle on my thumb. If I kept this up it would bleed, but I didn't care. I took a shaky breath, embarrassed and afraid to tell him. "I hate flying. And I'm not good in strange places."

"Anything. A memory. A dream. Something you've never told me." I thought about it. What could I tell him that wouldn't reveal too much? "When I was little," I said slowly, "I used to pretend I could fly. I'd climb to the highest place I could find and jump off, convinced that this time I'd actually take off into the air." "Did you ever get hurt?" "A few times. Scraped knees, bruised elbows but I kept trying." "Why?" "Because I wanted to escape. To go somewhere no one could find me."

I asked her bemused. “Because birds can fly. Look at those birds, they're flying but I cannot fly because I'm not a bird. If I was a bird I would have been able to fly. Josh Would you like to be a bird too? If you were a bird and Mommy and I were birds we'd be flying now and we would be able to fly anywhere in the world. But now we can't fly” Kelcie said, worried. “But there are other ways to fly. You don't have to be a bird to fly”, I responded, gently.

I can't believe she is going to be queen; wait until he meets the rest of us. I knew it couldn't have been easy with my brother, and then there are Dad and Mom. The Goddess knows how Mom and Dad had gone through. That's the worst test. But I'm sure he is a king. He knows how to take things like that. I sat back in my seat, put the buckle over me, then buckled in. I hate flying. It scares the life out of me, especially the takeoff part. Once we're in the air, I won't look out; I just can't. If I look out, I will probably freak out or just pass out. I'd rather not do any of that. I sat back, putting an eye mask over my eyes.

He didn’t try to stop me. “Why can’t I have a useful ability like flying?” I asked him. He leaned back, and the hair slid off my hand and back over his face. “You can. In here.” He floated up into the air. Which was fucking creepy. “Can you come back down? You’re freaking me out.” I’d seen too many horror films where the little boy was a soulless demon who killed everyone without the slightest remorse. I could totally see me doing that. He floated back down.

“Then I promise you that I will always be by your side no matter what. You can do this. You can get through this, but you have to trust me.” “I’m scared.” Tears formed in her eyes. She bit her lip hard to hold them back, but she failed spectacularly. “I know, baby, but you’re a stronger woman. Remember how you stood up against your grandfather? Yeah, you’re a badass, and I know and never doubt that you are more capable of many things.” “I’m so sorry.” She wiped her tears dry. “Never apologize to me, Adley.” “I should have been straight with you. I have never flown since my parents died in a plane crash. I was just ashamed.”