That Hurt

Well,

This is not Jared.  This is once again, his "brother", Daniel.  I haven't been on here in a really long time, and for that, I apologize.  I lost my laptop (which I stole in the first place) and I didn't get a new one until today.  Ely is here with me.  She seems to be aging faster then I am.  I think it might just be that I don't want her to grow up.  I don't know.

Anyways, my life isn't seeming so great right now, not that it ever was, but I don't want to keep running.  I kind of want to turn myself in.  That way I might end up being locked up with Jared and the rest of my gang.

I called this blog "THAT HURT" because I got hurt pretty badly.  I broke my right leg, dislocated my right shoulder, and rolled my left ankle.  I was trying to jump from one roof to another one without using my wings, and as you can guess, I didn't make it all the way.  I grabbed the ledge, which dislocated my shoulder, slipped of, landed on the side of my ankle, which didn't break for some reason, and then my opposite leg snapped when it hit the ground.  Now I'm stuck in our little room and all I have is this laptop.  I guess I lied earlier in this blog.  I said that I stole this laptop.  It wasn't me.  Ely took it.  I just told her how to do it before she left.

Anyways, now Ely is like my nurse and I she says I can't stay on to long because I need to rest.  That sounds a little weird.  My little "sister" is telling ME what to do.  I'm so used to being in charge... I forgot what it feels like to not have to worry about what I'll do next.  I like this.