I got bitten by a spider.
A radio-active Spider.
Cool?
Nah.
It had me sick for 2 fucking whole weeks.
But.
I had powers.
I could stick to any surface!
So cool!
I had this sixth sense.
Even cooler!
Plus super strength and super speed!
Maybe the bite wasn't that bad.
Actually no.
It was bad.
I vomited non-stop for two whole weeks! I missed school for2 whole weeks! C'mon!
High Schools's tough. I couldn't afford to miss it. Yes, people say I'm smarter than my age, but everyone needs study! And I missed 2 weeks worth of it! I definitely need Ned's help now.
And I'm already 14, and Flash's still bothers me. What's wrong with that guy?
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I got into an argument with Ben. So I stormed off angrily.
But, anger soon faded away and was replaced with guilt. Why had I shouted at Ben? He did nothing wrong. It's all my fault. Why? Why did I argue with Ben? He brought me up, and then I yelled at him! To be honest, he looked more sad than angry. Yup, I think I disappointed Ben. Sigh.
I cooled down and realised it was already 10 pm. Oh no! So late!
I quickly ran back home. On the way, I heard a bang.
I quickly checked it.
Oh no.
Oh shit.
No.
Ben!
He was shot.
Ben.
Was.
Shot.
Why is he out so late? Probably searching for me, I guess. I- I killed Ben. If I hadn't left, Ben wouldn't have died.
I ran to the alley after the shooter left.
"Ben! Ben! Uncle Ben? Please. I'm sorry, Uncle Ben. Please. Don't leave me." I sobbed.
Ben smiled weakly. "Oh Peter. I'm not mad at you, okay? But remember, With Great Powers Comes Great Responsibility."
Then.
He.
Stopped.
Breathing.
"NO!"
