Sometimes life just zooms by, so fast that it seems that hardly any time has passed at all. Other times each day seems to drag on and on; the hours can be measured in centuries, the minutes in decades, the seconds in years, and even the nano-seconds seem to take weeks, if not months, to pass. That’s how my life is now. The school days take way too long while the weekends are much too short. Maybe if I didn’t have so much to do during the weekends they wouldn’t fly by so quickly, but what do you expect of a 16 year old super hero?

  Not that anyone really knows I’m super. My only weapons are a pen and paper, so I suppose no one would really think of me as a true-blue, butt kicking hero, but I’m a hero nonetheless.

  The ghost told me so.