Mika's revengeA Story by BexfinchMika Chan can fly but her parents dont like that they send her to a doctor to get it fixed and he tortures her for two years trying to find her secret... does she get her revene “Don’t do that again
Mika your going to get us in trouble,” A small Asian girl descended from the scalloped stucco
eggshell white ceiling landing on her feet. Her legs were spread in a feral
position showing dominance over the other tot. “OK, OK your such a whiney baby,” Tyler poked out a thick
raspberry colored lip crossly stomping his feet. “I’m not a baby Mika I’m three months older than you!” Mika put her hands on her hips “ Prove it!” “Prove what?” “That your not a baby,” Mika said smiling smugly. “Fine,” Tyler said plopping down amongst the toy bricks and
dolls. He screwed his face up in concentration. Mika hovered bouncily kicking her feet in the air small porcelain
toes swinging impatiently. Tyler looked at Mika with a complacent grin on his face.
“I’m going to fly like you!” Mika narrowed her eyes clapping her hands together “OK you
have to do it now or you’re a baby and a poop-face,” Tyler’s small piggish blue eyes widened apprehensively. “I’m not a poop head,” he vociferated (cried
a.e. Too complex word?) . Obsidian orbs smiled back at Tyler. Mika grabbed his mall
pudgy hands her feet brushed the floor. She wiggled her small toes and led
Tyler through her messy psychedelic playroom. She nudged toys from in front of
her parting the red sea of objects. She
kicked aside comfort blankets and old "style barbies. She punted plush blue
bears and pink bouncy balls till she reached the golden glossy door knob to her
room. She twisted the knob and pulled the door open. “Your going to fly off the balcony,” Mika continued on
pulling Tyler through the bright halls of her house. Day windows streamed in sunlight leaving a glowing marks
where its fingers touched and a clean smell. Mika excitedly ran her feet
licking the lamenant floor. She stopped at the balcony door her chest in short
quick strokes. She looked at Tyler smiling. “Your going to fly like me and show our mommies and
daddies!” She opened the door to the Balcony. Tyler looked out at the testing
the ground and looking at the monstorous drop. The winds pressed against the
tykes face it seemed to taunt him pushing him back. “They’re going to be so happy,” Mika chattered. She once
again took Tyler’s hand kicking off the ground trying to pull him upward. “Mika,” Tyler dug his heels into the ground. The smooth
stone burned the skin as he resisted. “Come on Tyler!” “NO MIKA I DON’T WANNA I CAN’T,” Tyler squished his eyes shut contributing to his pig- like
attributes. Mika grabbed Tyler around his waist and sat him on the top of
the rail. Below Mika and Tyler’s parents stood below them “And I said ‘No way we can’t be out of red ink and she said,” “Is that my Tyler-poo?” A short stout woman whispered
looking up at the marble balcony. Simultaneously all of the adults looked up to see a very
excited little girl and very scared Tyler on top of the rail of the balcony. “Mommy look Tyler’s going to fly,” Tyler’s mother panicked looked around for help. “Put my baby on the ground!” She rushed into the house heading u to the balcony. Mika
cocked her head confused from the woman’s outburst and the angry faces. She was
sure they’d be happy when James flew. Why was he crying he should be happy? Tyler looked down his eyes wide with fear. He began to bawl
Mika rolled her eyes and gave him a small push. “MIKA I CAN’T FLY!”
He hollered as he plummeted. © 2012 BexfinchAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBexfinchJacksonville, FLAboutI felt a need to clean up my profile after having it for three years Name:A title a person gave to me before I was consciense Age: Old enough to write Occupation: Learning as much as I can as.. more..Writing
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