My name is Tara, and I'm a thirteen year old super hero. This is the story of one of my greatest adventures. You don't have to believe me if you don't want to, but its the truth. I probably shouldn't be telling you this either, but I had to get it out. I hate feeling alone...
Don't get me wrong. I have an amazing older brother named Ash, and a loving mentor, who would die for me. It's just that sometimes life feels too heavy to bear on my own, and I can't always tell them everything. If Kyle reads this, it will probably break his heart. He tries so hard...
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"Kyle!" I shouted down to the streets below. His tall blond shape was speeding through the crowded sidewalk, dodging in and out between the obstacles of people who were trying to watch the parade as it made its way down the main section of the city. At hearing his name he glanced up toward the roof I was standing on, and waved.
I waved back, then began to sprint in the direction he was going, easily keeping pace with him. I wasn't worried about running out of roof. The building I was on was an old warehouse that stretched down the entire block. "Where are you going?" I cried.
Grinning from ear to ear, he threw up his arms in an exaggerated shrug. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going where your'e going." I laughed.
His smile grew even wider. Neither of us knew how true those words were going to be.
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This is just an idea I had, let me know if you like it. =)
