For as long as I can remember, I have always wanted to be a dear reading of myself. A Heron to someone, but every clock time I see danger or trouble, I end up ... freeze. I guess the hero lifespan is just not for me ... I never introduced myself though did I journal ? You 're new, I 'm new to you and here I am already throwing stuff at you like this, I 'm sorry. My name is Leon, Leon Carter. I 'm 14 and I 'm a highschool freshman. I love games, comic, dancing, chocolate and I 'm a BIG, BIG Superhero fan, namely ... Superman.

I know, I know ... one would say that a guy my age is should be more into Batman, or really should n't be into animated cartoon heroes at all ... but I just love it. The stories, the Super family, and the new Superboy Jonathan ? So endearing ! Not many people like it, and I get it, but I guess ... to each one their own I guess ...

But this submission tonight is not for me to sing about Superman, but about ... well ... who I am.

Sorry about how I unevenly write, I 'm just not used to it, but here we go !

I ... am adopted, I do n't remember when or how I got here but the bomb just dropped one day for me. My parents called me down and told me one day. I 'd say I took it kinda well, I did n't cry or anything, do n't even think I felt anything actually ... I got numb and just ... kept on support. Maybe it 's due to the fact that my parents have it off me so much and that I do n't know anything other than them as my parents, but I did n't feel anything negatively charged towards them ... anyway, I go to school, I have a best friend and lots of admirer that take guardianship of me because they say I 'm adorable. I guess that 's cool off actually, that everyone likes me this much. I just do n't get what I have that 's so impressive.

One affair about me that I find ... well, weird is ... well ... I do n't even know why I 'm writing it as if I 'm talking but whatever ...

I do n't finger confortable in relationships.

I love how my ally like me and vex about me, I love my parents, but the mere view of having soul actually love me to the point of wanting to be WITH me gets me ... uneasy. I 've had two girlfriend before, sooo let 's talk about that.

My first of all girlfriend 's name was Eva. She was sweet, she was beautiful ... had these brownish-yellow centre and black fuzz ... She would always deposit around me, said she 's protect me and my grinning, and I said I 'd do the same for her ... turns out ... former mass feeling the same as you can get peck of bother. The fact that my admirer all like me just as lots made her feel ... unappreciated ... and I ca n't fault her. We broke up in 3 months.

My sec girl was called Lola, and she was amazing. goon girl, long melanise fuzz and blue eyes I 'd easily get lost in. She was really, really problematical ... closest to a real living heroine I could meet. One day, we were coming out of the movies when we were jumped by this guy with a knife ready to rob us. As I said, I froze, I could n't do anything ( And repent it to this day ) but her ? She flipped the guy over herself as if he was made of paper, dunno if it was electric shock or concern but he simply got up and ran away from us. I 'm grateful to her ever since this day. We really hit it off as a duet. alike tastes, music and plot ... but ... well ... she 's an ex for a reason right ?

She told me something, something that scared me a lot ... she said `` I love you ''. And I could n't ... say it back to her. And after 3 daytime ... we talked it out and broke up ... I just ... could n't ...

Ok, I just gave myself some face slaps and I 'm set to talk about the next mortal ... the one I let liberate all the metre. Ian Anderson.

I 've known Ian ever since we were small. We always had fun together ... he is so cultivated and happy and there 's something about the way he winks that just says `` Do n't concern, I got it ''. He is my age and we are in the same classes, we like the same material and he 's really brave ... hardy guy I 've ever known. He is my one genuine paladin, and I ca n't serve but notice that ... everytime he winks at me, reassuring me that everything is going to be ok ... my gist skips a beat. I get nervous, I get felicitous and kinda disappointed that I get to find this way and have no idea what to do with this flavor ...

Ian is my best friend, always was. I feel ... Wyrd when I 'm around him. I 'm always happy with him. I 'm laughing composition this because ... there was this time he got here, my parents were out and we played secret plan all day, danced around like a cluster of fry, Panax quinquefolius together and even had pizza pie for dinner. It was one of the felicitous twenty-four hours of my life. So chill, so sound ... he always reassured me that he was having a lot of fun with me, and I could say the Saame to him. He was the reason I even changed my style !

I used to have a messy black hair, one day, he just went `` Hey, ever thought of like ... dyeing your hair ? blonde or something ''. I remember it vividly ... he ... ran his digit on my hair on the country that should be blond and said `` Maybe lower it on the sides a bit ? ''. I laughed at that, it was so ... sweetness. I would never look as cool as Ian though. His hair is peaky Brown University, his eyes are the most beautiful shades of dark-green ... different nuance. Yeah, you heard me.. uhh .... read it. He has heterochromia and it 's the coolest thing ever !

Which brings me to the ... intellect I 'm writing this down ... I 've been feeling different about him ... not the skipping a heartbeat ... more like ... I want to be so much faithful to him, not seeing him suffering ... and my friends seem to remark that I 'm nervous when he is not around. They poke fun, good natured of track, but I was thinking ... maybe ... I 'm not the merely one intuitive feeling like that ... what if I really am not ? What if he feels the Saame way ? Oh God what if he does n't ? Why am I so ... weirdo about it ? Am I going nutcase ?

Is it ... just me ?

Maybe I 'll bid him over tomorrow ... try to let the cat out of the bag about it ... I 'll be home alone, big opportunity. What could go wrong ?