One of the shittiest days of my life.. Chapter 1

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By the way this chapter will talk about the army and death

I looked up to my six peers as they judged my character design and backstory and if you're wondering "what is this kids name??"

well my name is y/n and my superhero name is 'firefly'
my powers are: I can turn really small as a bug and practically light stuff on fire, isn't it cool!

I made my costume myself mainly just using some old tablecloth to wrap around my body and also had Christmas lights wrapped around my waist, and cardboard for wings, I took my dad's glasses and taped on pipe cleaners for Antennas.

I took a shaky breath in as I watched all six of the boys whispered to each other, then glance back at me, then continue whispering until it was interrupted by the fat kid in the middle picking up his papers and smacking them down on the table gently three times.

My fingers tapped my leg wildly waiting for their answer. I mean, I really wanna play superheroes with these guys and these kids are actually pretty cool. it's not really fun playing superheroes by yourself.

The fat kid in the middle named "the coon" cleared his throat and said " i'm sorry 'firefly' but we already got a bug kid we don't need another. so you can go home now and try to come up with something original."  Not gonna lie his words hurt.

I looked up at the six boys again and thanked them for their time, I caught a glimpse at the boy wearing a hood. he's the most famous of them all! Mysterion he saved this town so many times and he made it on the news!

I turned around and left the coons backyard and entered in his house they were a couple of other kids there most of them looked very goofy but one of them I did talk to while waiting. his name was fastpass, I passed him while walking out "good luck fastpass!" I said to him as I left the house.

I don't think he noticed me.

I walked down the street, past butters house and there was this house that had the new kid in it when I walked past his house, his garage was open and I saw him tinkering and fixing his Kingley outfit. I continued walking through the neighborhood until I reached my house

once I did reach my home,  I unlock the door and walked inside.none of my parents are home at the moment or my brother.

I lock the door behind me, I walked up to my room and open the door and started taking off my costume. as I looked at the costume on the floor it was so poorly made compared to everyone else's and feel like I practically just copy mosquito.

I walked towards my desk that had a whole bunch of papers of my costume design, backstory Line and honestly just some goofy little doodles on it. I picked all of this up thinking with no hope "nobody really wants to hang out with me ever. no matter what I'm do. i'm just a copycat!"

I walked towards the trashcan and dumped it all in, except my dad's glasses I had to pick those up and rip off the tape throw the pipe cleaners away. I stared at my costume in the trashcan it made me a little sad but still I could try to focus on other dreams though. Like being in the army like my brother! Yeah I just might follow my brother in his footsteps.!

I went back to my desk and grabbed my phone " maybe I should try to call my brother?"
I thought out loud, I went to my brother's number and dialed it waiting for him to pick up but nothing happened and I heard the robotic voice "leave a message at the beep"

I didn't even bother to leave a message I clicked on cancel call in mumbled " God dammit Carter why won't you answer my phone calls anymore..." I put my phone back down.

I looked at the pieces of paper that I had on my desk, I grabbed several pieces of paper and made some paper airplanes, then I wrote some notes on each one of them.

nothing really crazy it's just like some heartwarming things then I shoot them out into the street one at a time but as I was doing that I saw a blonde haired boy wearing tinfoil on his head run down the street screaming and laughing

I squinted my eyes at him trying to recognize the boy but hearing his goofy laugh reminded me of butters scotch. I put down the rest of the paper planes and started running after him " maybe butters would like to play something together??" I thought as I ran down the stairs almost tripping on the last step.

I unlock the door and ran out following the blonde haired boy but once I got onto the sidewalk he was gone " where the fuck did he go???" I thought as I looked everywhere, I looked around and saw nobody else outside besides me. I looked around and saw some of the paper airplanes I threw out of my window and most of them were in the gutter. I kicked a couple rocks that were on the ground.

I sighed as I walked over towards the gutter picking up my paper airplanes but while I was doing that I heard a car coming.
when I straightened my posture the car was at least 6 inches away from my body, and then I felt the impact, my body hit the road and skid across it. Then I blacked out my head was swirling dramatically.

then my eyes opened I looked around and I was still in my room. I patted my whole body with both of my hands, everything was there. not gonna lie this is weird...

I sat up in my bed and grabbed my phone to look at the time, it's already tomorrow or should I say today ?

now this is just getting weirder so I just died, now it's a day head and I'm still alive. I'm just not gonna question about this....I put my phone in my pocket and walked out of my room to the living room to see if my parents are home and they're not.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart out of the cabinet as I eat a pop tart I heard my doorbell ring who is ringing my doorbell at 2:00?

I questioned in my head as I shove the rest of the pop tart in my mouth and walked towards the door to open it and I saw two men wearing their army class a uniforms, one of them was holding a triangle folded flag.

the two men look down at me and their faces filled with sorrow, the man on the right bent down on one knee and pulled something out of his pocket and gave it to me and said " i'm sorry son but he went out fighting.." I looked down at my hand and it was my brother's dog tags...

the other man on the left walked up to me and gave me the triangle folded flag and pulled something else out of his pocket it was a small piece of paper and he gave it to me. " are you Y/N? If you are your brother wanted me to give you" the man said

The man on the right got up and looked down at me and put a hand on my shoulder and said " if there's anything we could do to help you with your grief please tell us." I looked at the three things that I'm holding in my hands "first getting rejected from coon and friends, and then getting hit by a car, and this???" I thought I felt tears starting to roll down my face and then I hugged the two men.

I started crying harder the two army men patted my back trying to soothe my tears. after a little while of me crying I finally pulled away from both of them and sniffed "uhm y-thank you.." that was the only thing that I said to them I wiped away my stray tears with my sleeve, I watch the two men look at each other they told me that they needed to leave, I told them goodbye.

I closed and locked the door after they left, I continued sniffing and hiccuping as I walked up to my room with the things that I got.  I put them down on my bed as I stared at the objects I felt my eyes start to water again, I grabbed my brothers dog tags and put them over my head and wore it around my neck. I wiped my nose with my sleeve and stared at the note that was left, I laid down on my bed as I open the note it said

"Dear Y/N if you're reading this, this means I have died within combat but please don't be sad. Why, you may ask? Because I fought for this country with a brave heart and held my head up high. I wanted to make this place is safer home for you, and you don't need to do anything crazy, like a expensive funeral. Just living on with your life, doing what makes you the happiest is the most thinks I could ever get. Just remember I did all of this because I love you

- Love, Carter "

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