The beginning is always the hardest. A new start, a new story. You could expect so many things but you could never know whether it will be amazing, kinda alright, alright or horrible or even really horrible. That's exactly why it's so hard. You will never know what will happen, except obviously if you're the one telling the story.
2017 may 1st a beautiful boy was born. Named after my mom's favourite fish tin brand. Pilchards Fish! You're probably thinking, shit that's a horrible name? Well sure it is but at least it unique. I'll be noticeable!.
Life was easy for the boy. Easy but boring. Really boring! He grew up in a small flat with strict but loving parents. He went to a normal high school and had normal friends. He wasn't popular but he wasn't unknown. He became hard-working and smart, nothing special though. The boy was ordinary and simple.
The world however, wasn't. Now we all know how cool it must be to have super powers. Imagine being able to fly and soar high into the sky! Imagine being able to turn invisible, to be able to take whatever you want. Instead of having to imagine it, the world began living it. Super heroes emerged and with them came super villains.
The boy grew up to be a man in this world of super powers. An ordinary man. Pilchards Fish! Rajas supermarket manager!
"Hey, Pill! You free tonight?"
I looked up from my office desk to catch the face of my most trusted employee sticking out of the door with her eyes bulging open.
"Yeah? Maybe, why?"
She entered the room slowly with grace and slipped. Before I could get up to help her she jumped back up and sat down on the chair in front of my desk.
"Well that was cool." I said.
"Um, yea." She whispered quietly. "Still trying to catch the tomato soup thief?"
I gave a grunt before replying , "who even needs 40 packs of it?"
