I look at the rain. I put my hand out and feel it. It feels normal, but my instincts say it's more. Then again, my instincts get me in trouble all the time. I grab my pocket Microscope Dad got me before he died. I grab a munch of the rainwater and look at it on clean glass. It looks totally normal.
I shrug, "Who wants to hear my story?"
Riza asks, "What do you mean?"
I answer, "What my story is. How my father died. How I became like I am. How I hate wearing superhero capes."
Everyone sits down.
I sigh, "Well, when I was young, my Dad hung out with my siblings and I every single day after he came home from work. We begged him to watch My Little Pony, and he eventually watched it with us. He loved Pinkie Pie. He was like her. Very fun. only he couldn't make a party for no reason. We couldn't afford to have a party every day. Then, we got him to watch other shows we love, and somehow, I still don't know how he did it, but he knew exactly what was going to happen in the story. After we watch the incredibles, we swore to never wear capes for obvious reasons. We had all we ever needed. Computers and TV were only an extra. He was a bus driver. then, one day... A terrorist attacked and threw some gasoline on him and...*sniff* lit it. Dad survived, but he died in hospital. He told me something important. I haven't forgotten."
Jackie asks, "What did he say?"
I answer, "He told me, "Run. Run because you always need to. Laugh at everything. Cause it's always funny. Never be cruel and never be cowardly, and if you ever are, always make amends. Never eat pears. They're too squishy and always make your chin wet. That one's quite important. Write that down. Never look back. Never wear capes! Capes kill." He told me mostly Doctor Who quotes. I couldn't forget them. I did as I was told. When kids picked on me, running was the brave thing to do."
I have tears rolling down my cheek by the time I'm finished.
Just so you know, this never really happened.