Ned and his family were nice to me. But after a few days, I was put in a foster house. The foster house is nice but, I have been there for three months. People usually leave at their 6 month anniversary. I hope I don't have to leave New York. I also stopped going to the Stark Internship and stopped being Spiderman.
I was walking back from school when I saw a car about to hit a little girl. I ran and grabbed and ran to the sidewalk. Maybe Queens does need Spiderman. I went to the store to grab the red and blue fabric. Then I rased back to the foster home and grabbed my spare web shooters. I told my foster mom that I was going to Ned's house for a sleepover. I worked all night on it. (looks like the amazing spiderman suite)
The next day, I spent the whole day going out as Spiderman. It felt great to be back.