Beautiful flurries of soft, elegant snowflakes fell from the brilliant, light blue winter sky.  The only sounds were my soft, silent footsteps crunching across the snow.  I shivered in the frigid air, it was so cold that I could see my breath.  I was trying to hurry home to finish my homework.  My adoptive family would be worried about me, and asking about where I'd been.  "You can go faster."I thought to myself.  I really can because I have wings. Whoosh! I snapped open my powerful pure white, almost 20 foot long wings.  I jumped up in air, and my feathers acted like sails, propelling me in the air.  Ahhhh, the exhilarating feeling of flying.  I sped home at about 200 miles per an hour, and in one minute I was there. I landed on the ground with a soft thunk and folded my wings. I trudged to the front door and unlocked it. "Artemis, there you are." My mom called. "I need to do my homework, mom." I replied, and went to my room.  I took the homework out of my binder and began solving the problems.  Math is my worst subject by the way.  I'm awful!  I hate math. I struggled on my homework and finally finished it. I went to mom and asked to go outside. "Ok honey, remember to be back at 10:00,"she said. I ran outside and snapped open my wings, and jumped as high into the air as I could. Finally! My wings were cramped from being folded on my back so long. "Where should I go?"I muttered to myself. I flew even higher, to the clouds where no one could see me. Frost began to gather on my eyelashes, and I shivered. I flew downward towards the city, its lights sparkling like diamonds. I landed on a rooftop with a barely heard thud, and walked silently on the roof. I paced a little bit, thinking about my real family. I was told my biological family was dead. I never remembered them, I don't know what they look like, or what the sound of their voices were. I think they died when I was a baby. "What if they weren't dead? I was never told how they died, or their names. Maybe, just maybe, they aren't dead."I thought. I sighed, wishing I would've gotten to meet them. I was told that I had a brother and 2 sisters, and a mom and dad.  Maybe they might've had wings like me.  The time! Oh crap! I checked my phone 9:45. Better get back, and hurry. I jumped off the rooftop and soared to my house. I did a quick landing on the ground, and ran into the house. "Perfect, you're back!" My dad said smiling. "If only they knew."I thought. My adoptive family was eating dinner, my older sister, Miranda, was busy on her phone.  She and I get along great.  "Artemis, eat with us."my mom said.  I pulled a chair and began to eat. The cheesy taste of macaroni filled my mouth.  I finished dinner and helped clean the kitchen.  I then got ready for bed, and read for a little bit.  I yawned and closed the book, and crawled into bed.  "I wish I met my family.  The only thing left to do is run away." I thought, and before I knew it, a deep sleep overtook me.