I always wondered 'why me?'
What was so special about me?
My parents told me I was just special, an ordinary kid with extraordinary gifts. But did I believe them? That is an absoulute no.
Other people would feel blessed if they could do what I can do. I feel trapped.
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The Glasses
Fanfiction"Why are you talking to me?" Clark asked to the boy in front of him. "Why would I wouldn't want to talk to you?" The boy responded. "Because I'm a nobody." Clark sighed. "Trust me, I don't believe that."
