Zoey Rockshindle: Chapter two

Flight or no Flight

It was the scariest thing that Zoey had ever experienced. Her legs felt weak. Her body was completely rearranged. Her eyes were on different sides of her head! What had happened?

"Oh no," Said Zoey, but all that came out was a squawk. "It can't be...It's not possible..."

Tenuously, she unfolded her slick, black, feathery wings.

Zoey couldn't believe it. She wouldn't. It was impossible.

"This can't be happening," She kept thinking.

"Zoey! Dinner time!" A voice called from downstairs.

"Uh-oh," thought Zoey. She stumbled around on the bed for a few minutes, until she knew what she would have to do. She took a running leap, and jumped off of the bed...only to crash onto the hard wood floor.

Zoey tried to yell because she was so frustrated, but she only made a weird squawk. Which got her to thinking what sound birds made when they were angry. But then she told herself to keep concentrating on flying.

Except when she tried to get back on the bed to practice, she realized that birds were not all that good at climbing.

So she flapped her wings while on the ground. Flap, flap, flap! Her wings were floppy and weak. Zoey flexed her wing muscles, getting her wings stiff, which would prevent the wind escaping through her feathers. Flap, flap, flap, flap!

It was exhausting. She was wearing herself out.

"Zoey! Where are you, sweetheart?!"
Her mother called again. Zoey wished she could answer. She felt helpless and miserable.

"A bird!" She squawked angrily. "I'm a bird!"

Zoey was about ready to give up trying to fly, when she remembered something her mother had once told her. It was to always be persistent. Never give up. Keep trying. So Zoey tried again. And again. And then, finally, up, up, UP! Into the air she flew! It was the most amazing feeling! The wind ruffling her feathers, she glided happily around the big room. And right then she realized two things: how big her room was, and how lucky she was to have a mom that gives her useful advice.

Zoey flew around the room a few times before deciding she'd better go downstairs. As she went down, she realized just how much she loved her mom.