DNA |Peter Parker|
Trailing across the busy room, There stood there, A girl who is misunderstood. She was misunderstood by a lots and lots of people, especially the ones who can she trust before. Especially the people she trusted not too long ago, with her so-called "friends." Her father has been always there for his own and only daughter who is in indeed in need with love and understanding with his owndeep and compassionate heart. This girl isn't really normal, exactly. She has superspeed, She can fly in the air, has super strength, extraordinary reflexes, and elemental powers that no one has never seen before.
“Unconsciously we all have a standard by which we measure other men, and if we examine closely we find that this standard is a very simple one, and is this: we admire them, we envy them, for great qualities we ourselves lack. Hero worship consists in just that. Our heroes are men who do things which we recognize, with regret, and sometimes with a secret shame, that we cannot do. We find not much in ourselves to admire, we are always privately wanting to be like somebody else. If everybody was satisfied with himself, there would be no heroes.”
― Mark Twain
"My own heroes are the dreamers, those men and women who tried to make the world a better place than when they found it, whether in small ways or great ones. Some succeeded, some failed, most had mixed results... but it is the effort that's heroic, as I see it. Win or lose, I admire those who fight the good fight.”
― George R. R. Martin
"Who am I? You sure you want to know? The story of my life is not for the faint of heart. If somebody said it was a happy little tale... if somebody told you I was just your average ordinary guy, not a care in the world... somebody lied." -Peter Parker