I Saved a Superhero
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"Krystal. I'm your hero, right?" There was a long period of silence before the girl by her answered.
"No."
Foreword
"Are you really a hero?"
Krystal had always asked this question. Each and everyday, it became a routine. It slipped out, simply because she didn't believe any sort that this girl, Amber, was a hero. Everybody around would praise how this young girl was one.
"Yea." Amber would always answer simply. All the time, the answer was a simple, 'yea'. The girl haven't even bothered giving a explanation; nothing at all.
"Why, won't you ever tell me anything else." Krystal angrily muttered to the older girl.
"Krystal, you're only 10, you won't understand." The older ruffled the younger's brown hair.
"What about you, you're only 12. How can you be hero?" Krystal kept bombarding the older girl with questions, but Amber didn't answer nor listen.
The brunette waited for an answer which she expected.
"I'm not a hero," Amber started speaking.
"Hah! I knew it!" Krystal exclaimed as she pointed a finger at the taller girl.
"You didn't let me finish, Krystal."
"What?"
"I'm not a hero, I'm a superhero!"
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