Hi, I'm Tyler Storm. I live in New York City, I have almost all my life. My parents were killed in a plane crash when I was just turning 12. They were killed, on my birthday... I was staying with my best friend, Peter Parker, and his aunt and uncle, while my parents were away. They had gone to California for two weeks. The day they were coming home, my birthday, I was at the park with Pete. When we got home, Aunt May was sitting on the couch crying, while Uncle Ben was trying to calm her down, though looking like he wanted to cry too. Me and Pete looked at each other, then back at them. We were both very confused.
"Aunt May..what happened?" She slowly looked at us. "Tyler...honey, it's your parents..." My eyes widened slightly. "M-my parents..?" She nodded. "I'm so sorry. Their plane...it crashed dear." I felt tears form in my eyes. Before anyone could say anything else, I was out the door. I heard someone yelling my name, but I didn't care. I just kept on running. Didn't care where I was going. Didn't care who would follow. Didn't care about anything. I just wanted everything to go away. Today was supposed to be happy. Instead, it's the complete opposite...
Enough of my sad life. That was in the past. Aunt May are in the past. Uncle Ben is in the past. My childhood is in the past. Over all, Peter Parker is in the past. And I'm hoping that is where he'll stay. He broke me. And I don't think I can be fixed. This, is my story.
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Can't Run From Yourself(A Spider-Man Fanfic)
FanfictionTyler Storm had been friends with Peter Parker since they were little. They were always inseparable. That was until Peter fell for Mary Jane. Tyler was heart broken, she had always had feelings for Pete. She was always too afraid to tell him. They d...
