Sunday, August 13, 2006

My Name is Will Stronghold
My Name is Will Stronghold

Don’t own Sky High

Warren, my name is Will Stronghold.
It isn’t Son of Commander and Jetstream.

It isn’t Hero. While Stronghold is my last name, I like to be thought of as Will.

It sure isn’t Junior Commander or hero-in-training.

I just want to be Will, sure I plan to be a superhero. But that doesn’t mean I want to be unveiled as part of the Stronghold Three at the age of 14. I may not know what my cover job will be, but I know its not real estate. Like I said I’m 14, so sorry if I don’t have the next fifty years of my life plan out.

Basically I am tired of people assuming. Yeah, I have my dad’s super strength, but that doesn’t mean I’m a dumb meathead. Yes, I’m a little naïve, so sue me, I grew up in the Suburban, for Superman’s jockstrap’s sake. What did you expect!

Anyway, it’s not about that. What I’m saying is I’m tired of everyone assuming things about me, tired of my parents thinking that I can fill their shoes at the age of 14, especially my dad’s shoes, I’m tired of my friends thinking now that I’m a hero-in-training that means I now that smash all the bullies in the school, tired of Medulla thinking that I’m super dumb cause I can’t tell the difference between building a freeze ray from a heat ray, tired of Coach Boomer thinking I’m going to be a blowhard like my dad, and I’m especially tired of Layla seeing me as Mr. Right. Cause while Layla knows me best and has always been there for me, even when I was being a jerk, she doesn’t know everything,

What I’m trying to say you Warren is…please don’t assume things about me. Don’t assume that just cause I love Layla, which means I’m in love with her…because the truth is…you’re the one that makes my heart pound out of control…

The End

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