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Monday, 26 March 2012
02:34:20 AM (GMT)
CHAPTER 1
PIGS FLY  
  June 11th, 2011. What a crazy day! You may think you've had some crazy days, but
your most crazy day, compared to this, is normal. Unless you grew wings, flew up
over
a rainbow, where pigs dressed in pink tutus danced like the sugar plum fairy in MID
AIR, leprechauns with rainbow beards danced jiggs and you barfed green eggs and 
ham, i couldn't care less. Yes, that's what happened. You know how people use the
term, oh I'll do that when pigs fly, well they must have done it that day, because
pigs actually flew! I am a very honest person, too honest for my own good.
Which is why, I'm telling you now, that isn't exactly what happened. 
      That afternoon of June 11th, the sun must have been really excited or
something, cause I thought if I went outside, I just might start melting. So,
naturally, being me, I went outside. Alright, I didn't start melting, but i 
 did drift off of the ground. I was astonished as my feet slowly lifted
off the deck. I shrieked and my 18 year old brother, Austin raced out of the house.
My god, the look on his face was priceless!! His mouth hung ajar and his electric
blue eyes were as round as saucers. I laughed my head off, despite the total
weirdness of the situation. Unfortunately, i didn't have wings, but they would have
added a nice exciting, dramatic touch. Though, I don't mind saying I would have
probably fainted. I almost did faint, even without the wings. Austin finally
recovered
 from his shock, and ran over to me, grabbed my ankle, and tried to yank me back
 down. But no matter how hard he pulled, i just kept drifting up. Then when he 
tried to let go, he couldn't. It was as if someone had super-glued his hand there. 
        I was rising in a startlingly fast manor now. The ground was 2ft, 10 ft, 20
ft away! Not to mention I am afraid of heights! Austin, holding onto my ankle,
seemedto be weightless, as his firm grip didn't hurt. On my way up, my hand brushed 
a bird, who suddenly didnt need to flap it's wings anymore to stay air born.
Everything I
touched defied gravity!! Eventually, we were hundreds of feet off the ground. I
gasped
as I looked down, and my face turned a nasty shade of green. I couldn't help it: I
threw up. Austin screamed like a girl (Which I teased him for later,)as it just
missed him by
 an inch. As I watched it fall through the air, i noticed it wasn't normal puke...it
was green. 
Well, for the most part. There were two big green blobs which looked mysteriously
like ham, - but green- and a white milky substance and a green yolk in the middle. A
green egg
done over easy. To think that thing had come out of my mouth; it was so repulsive.
There was also this green liquid too. Green eggs, ham and milk! I hoped I hadn't hit
 anyone down below, as even if I wasn't affected by the laws of gravity, my vomit 
-or should I say green substance?- seemed to be. I could just imagine some poor,
wrinkly
 old lady walking down the street, leaning heavily on her cane, and then all of a
sudden, splat, all over her hair and face, as if Dr. Seus' stories were coming to
life. I
wondered if maybe that's why Sam was so reluctant to like green eggs and ham. Maybe
he, like this poor old lady who's image of Dr. Seus may have been tarnished forever,
had
suffered from the effects of partially digested green eggs and ham. There I was,
defying
gravity, and I could think of nothing more than Dr. Seus and Sam I am, who finally
decided to like green eggs and ham. 
       A burst of colour cut into my reverie, and all of a sudden, we stopped
floating up. Austin could actually take his hand off my ankle now, thank goodness.
It would have been awkward walking downtown in New York on the side walk- if we ever
got down, i thought sourly- with my brother clutching my ankle like a life line. I
found
myself sitting on a beam of colour. It was neither warm, nor cold. When i reached
out to feel it, my hand went right through. I looked farther down and realized it
wasn't
just a random beam of purple light: it was part of a rainbow! I looked around in aw.
A blue bird flew by, and I had a sudden urge to sing 'somewhere over the rainbow',
which i suppressed. I gasped as a pink pig flew by- at least that's what I thought
it was a first, but then I realized it was really just a  cotton candy cloud- no,
really, it was made out of pink cotton candy- in the shape of a pig. I reached out
my hand, and pulled off the sugary sweet fluff and stuffed it into my mouth, leaving
the
candy pig with an ear missing. It melted pleasantly in my mouth and my brother gave
me the look. "Sabrina! You can't just eat cotton candy off a cloud! It could be
poisoned!"now it was his turn for the look. Seriously, what a kill-joy. Who poisons
cotton
candy clouds over the rainbow!!? He blushed, seeming to realize how ridiculous it
sounded. Then, something else that was extremely colourful caught my attention,
saving my
brother from a well earned lecture of how cotton candy clouds over the rainbow,
wouldn't be
poisoned, as no one could possible ever get up there! Well, we could, but we were
the odd exception.
        The colourfulness that caught my attention turned out to actually by
someone. It took my a second or two to process what I saw, standing before me. I
drank in
 the bright green hat, curly auburn hair, smiling, crinkled sparkling green eyes, a
huge bright,
dazzling white smile with dimples, then a beard- a RAINBOW BEARD- and a green outfit.
He was
four feet tall so he had to tilt his head up to look at my face. The blood slowly
rushed
to my head, as I accepted the impossible. Standing right there before me was a
leprechaun,
with a rainbow beard, on a rainbow, with cotton candy pig shaped clouds floating
around, and green eggs and ham on a platter in one hand and green milk in the other.
God, this guy
really likes green, was my last thought before I blacked out. 

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Please comment if you think this is good, and if I should continue it. Sorry for any
spelling or grammar, i am only 14, so cut me some slack.


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