Why be a Hero?

A Hero

I was running through the city. The wind was going through mg face. Somehow, something had changed in me. I felt a feeling of goodness in me. A feeling of warmness and exiteness. I felt...... happy. I stopped running. I put on my mask and my black suit again. But don't worry, I was doing it for good. I saw people lighting a Birthday Candle and they forgot the lighter. I saw my chance and speeded into the room. The little boy with the party hat sitting in front of the cake with no candle sat clinging to his mothers hand when I walked into the room. I used my powers and ignited my index finger with a small flame. I slowly put my finger on the candle and it was lit. The boys mother looked at me astonished. "How - ?" She started to ask but was too shocked to finish. I walked out of the room with a smile on my face. "Happy Birthday." I said as I walked out the door. When I was outside, I pumped my fist in the air. My first save! But all I really did was light a candle for a kids birthday, but hey, you gotta start somewhere. I changed back into my regular clothes. Then I speeded back home and walked in like a normal person. "Mom, Dad?" I asked into the house. My parents ran into the living room. They rapped me in a hug. "I love you so much. I missed you!" Mom said. "Are you okay?" Dad asked. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just need some sleep." I didn't tell them about my powers because I knew they would freak out. But I really was tired so I went upstairs and got into bed. I fell asleep for the first time in what felt like days. Which it probably has been.