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1st Person Writing Sample
Peter has this theory that if I write things down, they'll be concrete enough that I'll be forced to face them in a more real way. I think it's psychobabble, but I don't have anything better to do.
I've been thinking about Brian Davis. I looked up the family and friends he was so worried about hurting. They seem like pretty average people, just like he was. I didn't think average people deserved to have abilities back then. I thought having an ability meant you had to become something more... I thought I had to become something more.
At this point, I imagine Peter would want me to say that my ability didn't make me more, at least not the way I was using it; it made me less. That's not really what I think, though. I can't pretend that it is. I was nothing. For most of my life, I had nothing, I contributed nothing. Sure, I could go back to that. I could give up my abilities, or just never use them again. I could pretend that they aren't all still jumbled in my mind, like a hive of bees I choose not to poke.
Or, like a pair of eyes I choose not to open.
No, I think I was right. I have to become something more now that I have these abilities. I just did it the wrong way before. Pretending to be average now... it's impossible. It's irresponsible.
I have to become a hero.
I've been thinking about Brian Davis. I looked up the family and friends he was so worried about hurting. They seem like pretty average people, just like he was. I didn't think average people deserved to have abilities back then. I thought having an ability meant you had to become something more... I thought I had to become something more.
At this point, I imagine Peter would want me to say that my ability didn't make me more, at least not the way I was using it; it made me less. That's not really what I think, though. I can't pretend that it is. I was nothing. For most of my life, I had nothing, I contributed nothing. Sure, I could go back to that. I could give up my abilities, or just never use them again. I could pretend that they aren't all still jumbled in my mind, like a hive of bees I choose not to poke.
Or, like a pair of eyes I choose not to open.
No, I think I was right. I have to become something more now that I have these abilities. I just did it the wrong way before. Pretending to be average now... it's impossible. It's irresponsible.
I have to become a hero.