Hey Dreamers! You guessed it! Another CWWC post. I might not be posting as much for a few weeks. Since school is starting, I don’t want to have to worry about blogging the first few weeks of school. I’ll post whenever I can. Anyways, here’s my story. I used all three prompts.
“There’s Superman, there’s Batman, there’s Spiderman and then there’s you“, my friend Sam said as we stood on the edge of a cliff . “What about me?” I asked him.
“It’s just you Zack! You know, ever since I met you in kindergarten, you’ve been trying to be some kind of hero. You always wore this cape around your neck. You were always a superhero for halloween. Everyday at recess you wanted to pretend to be a superhero. I supported you every single day. I can’t play along anymore. We always did what you wanted. You never asked what I wanted to do. When I said I wanted to read in the library, you wouldn’t listen. When I said I wanted to play tag with the other kids, you wouldn’t listen. Look, I can’t support you on this one. I’m sorry.”
“It’s just a small favor.”
“You’re asking me to give up my life, just so you can be a superhero. Do I have to give up my dream so you can fulfill yours? If so, I’m not ready to do it.”
“What is your dream?”
“I want to be a writer. Live in the city, have fun, find people who share my passion. I can’t do that if I go with you.”
“What kind of friend are you? I would do anything for you.”
“Would you? You wouldn’t come to the library with me. You wouldn’t play tag with the other kids. You wouldn’t come to my 16th birthday because you were upset that got torn. I told you it was okay. But it wasn’t. It wasn’t okay. I was alone at my own birthday. I always went to your birthday. I missed a chance to meet my favorite author, so I could be at your birthday. You know what, you’re not a hero. Wearing a cape does not make you a hero Zack. You’ve been so stuck on being a hero, you didn’t stop to think about anyone else. You didn’t realize that if you did stop to think, you could have been a real hero. I’m sorry. I can’t help you.”
He started walking away.
He turned around.
“I’m sorry. But I need to explain why I called you to this cliff. You probably don’t remember…”
“We both came here one day when we ran away from the class field trip. We decided that one day when we grow up. We’ll jump off this cliff together. Like superheroes. And we’d survive. You see the mountains over there, above the waterfall. I want to move there. You don’t want to, I know, you just told me. But that is the place where I can be a superhero…”
“That’s what I’m trying to tell you Zack. Tell me one time that you’ve helped someone. One time you would consider as your ‘superhero moment’.”
I thought but I couldn’t think of one. I stayed silent.
“That’s what I thought. Why are you so stuck on being a hero?”
“I never told you. But, when I was young, before I met you. I used to have this dream every night. I’d walk into a room. I was all grown up, in a suit and tie. There was a man, there was a blindfold on his eyes. His hands were tied. And behind him were these branches and they were shaped like wings.
He’d look up at me and shout. “This is all your fault! You think you’re a hero. But you are not, never were and never will be a hero.” And I’d wake up panicking.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t know.”
“It’s ok. I’m sorry too.”
” I forgive you.”
” So you’re coming with me?”
“No. You’re in this on your own.”
And then he went away. Forever.
Hope you liked it! This is my first time writing in a male point of view. Give me some constructive criticism in the comments. Bye