In your world, an extraordinary person would be someone like Albert Einstein. An extraordinary person in my world would be Superman.
There is a world, mingling with the world you know, where extra-un-ordinary people are ordinary. Where the impossible happens everyday.
A few people from my world have seen fit to give their live stories, but you would never know it. Their biographies were published as comic books. Partially because those brave few would not reveal our entire race without the entire race's approval. And partially because the comic books publishers were the only ones who believed, or maybe they were just greedy and needed a new story.
Whatever the reason, you have for sure heard of some on my fellow countrymen. Superman, Batman, The Flash, Spider-man, The Hulk. Each of these men (there are also women) are the elite of our society. They are our leaders, the ones we look up to. And we are not all like them.
We have problems just like you.
I grew up in the middle of no where, outside of any town or village. There was no one living within 30 miles of us, and that is how we liked it. My grandparent's raised me, as my parents were superhero's of great consequence and could not raise me the way they wished. Grandma and Grandpa (also semi-famous superhero's) did not want anyone stumbling on us accidentally.
My powers manifested themselves very early. Normally around 13 years powers reveal themselves. I gained my first power at the age of 4.
(c) By Me. Do NOT use without permission.
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