(35454001): SUPER HEROES

we were super heroes with our bright red capes and scars across
our backs. say hello to glory, it’s in our favor again. we brought
down planes, pulled down towers. no one could pass our wall.
no one could beat our powers. we were invincible. we were
superior. we were not afraid of weapons. we never heard of
such. it was just us and our powers. no one could stop us. no
one even tried. it was like the world was aware of it all.
everyone knew us and they knew that we were unbeatable.
unbreakable. invincible. unstoppable. and –

w e w e r e s u p e r i o r .

we promised that we would be friends forever. and ever. and
we were not aware of how long forever really was and how silly,
how impossible, that sounded. we were children. but we were
heroes. and heroes were always right. and heroes always win.
without fail. no matter how bad it looks. no matter how hard it
was to continue. even if the floor was made of glass. or if the
house was on fire. (bombs explode oh-so loud) like firecrackers
on the fourth of july. red, white, and blue seemed just as
wonderful as Christmas colors. almost. and –

w e w e r e s u p e r i o r .

WE PLAYED OUR SONGS YEAR AFTER YEAR. broke our
talents in two and never EVER picked the instrument up again.
lovely miss lovely died and everyone wept, except the little
children who had no idea what was happening – fun, little one,
fun times were ending for us and just continuing for you! and
we never EVER spoke again because you found out a little too
late. clueless hero of mine: what happened to you? DID YOU
GIVE UP YOUR MAGIC and throw away your cape? did the
scars start to heal? MINE ARE STILL THERE. next to the fire
remember? REMEMBER? heroes can’t forget. and –

w e w e r e w r o n g .

A/N: I was meaning to start this sooner. This will basically be a
bunch of short chapters that are things I have gone through.
memories of mine that I treasure, and the memories that I rather
not speak of. everything in here has a very personal
connection to myself. from experience. this isn’t like a story
that follows one chapter after the next. it is in no order. just
how I remember them. there will be no names. this is a style I
have yet to see – and I am trying something completely new.
hope you like.