
So I had this dream that I was a superhero.
But being a superhero was such a drag and I didn't like it.
It was so much effort for me to save the world, and my only superpower was that I could jump off roofs. But not your average single-story brick house roof. But sky-scrapers.
In the dream my dad would say to me, "But Keara, you have to save the world, you've got sticky feet, that is your gift from the God's".
I was cursed with sticky feet (jumping off roofs).
But for some reason everytime I went to jump off a roof my stomach would explode with butterflies. And I would get so scared and jump off backwards but I would never get hurt. After I finished killing the villain I would jump back up onto the roof to high 5 my pals.
Oh, did I mention I was dressed in a purple leather suit, a lot like Lara Croft's!

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