For the sky.
For the earth.
For life.
And for all astonished things that happened above them.
The world which begins with the word “Me”
Me
I am an ordinary child, grow in an ordinary place, and come from an ordinary family.
Since the first time I cried, until later that I transformed into no one. Nothing change so big – to become someone like what happened to Peter Parker, Adolf Hitler, Michael Owen, and other kids who has made this world so wonderful with their coming.
I am still being that child whom you can see in a mess and haven’t finished my study yet. My hair seems curly because I am rarely combing my hair. My eyes are round and brown like marbles made from clay.
I force myself not to wear glasses to help my sight because I don’t want to be more old-fashioned from Harry Potter. I have an ordinary body, really not athletic.
Actually I do hate breakfast. Breakfast makes my brain stop. My energy comes from glasses of caffeine from coffee.
