Here's a piece of advice, when your friend asks you for a favor you ask what it is before you agree to it. And because I made that mistake so I am here at the mall wasting my Sunday in the heat of the Arizona sun surrounded by hundreds of over-excited fan girls here to meet there idols the supers. To me, I don't get what the big deal is. You say that to any of the people here though and I am pretty sour they would kill you for not liking their precious supers.
But the destroy as much as they save, sometimes buildings sometimes families. Because when there is good there is alwase evil. Like happened eleven years ago. There was this big fight between the big super of our city then The Amazo man (Who comes up with these names I mean come on man) and the Imposter who could shapeshift into whoever or whatever he wanted. So when he fought The Amazo Man he copped his look and powers of super strength and speed. So they chased each other around the whole city and running place after place until they both disappeared and no one knows what happened to them. They ran all over the city with The Amazo Mans super strength and speed destroying random places all over the city and never checking who they hurt. Most people overlooked all the damage and still looked up to them as heroes but I could not because of the damage done to my life all thoughts years ago.
But that night was the night of my fifth birthday and I will alwase remember. Were we sitting by the window of a little Italian restaurant when The Imposter used Amazo's strength to throw The Amazo threw the window of the restaurant and the glass flew everywhere and The Amazo flew into my mother with such force she died but of course he lived? That was the last time I ever saw her. So if you have not guessed yet that is why I am not a super fangirl also that is not really my thing. I don't really blame them for what happened per se but if they never came I would still have my mother. Most kids my age have already forgotten about it because they would have only been four or five at the time but I have not because that night changed my life forever. I saw my mother die. My father became a workaholic. I have alwase keep as much space between the supers and me as possible besides this thing at the mall I guess. Know one remembers or knows how my mom died because I don't like to talk about it so not even Lizzie knows nor d understands how I could possibly not like the supers or my birthday.