If I Were Superhero

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IF I WERE SUPERHERO
If I could fly, I think the world would me a much better place. For one thing, I’d never have to wait for the subway to come, and when it does come, I wouldn’t have to squeeze into an overstuffed bus. That means I would be on time for things, and probably less stressed, therefore a little nicer to my friends and colleagues. This chain of niceness toward one’s fellow human beings would begin with me (when I was on solid ground, not soaring through the skies) as the vortex and would extend in ever-increasing concentric circles through my city, state, nation, and the world. Imagine peace in the Middle East, all because I could fly. Yes, flying would be very, very good indeed, for me as well as all of Earth’s peoples. Also, if I could fly, I’d get myself a dog. And his name would be Pickles. Pickles the Flying dog would fly alongside me. People down below would look upward, pointing and cheering as Pickles and I soared past. “Hey!” they’d scream. “It’s Pickles the Flying dog!” And he would bark, and do a midair rollover, and the people down below would be even happier than they already were from my paying it forward. Now, to fly, I’d probably have to have wings. My wings would be made of a composite of Kevlar and golden goose feathers. Pickles’ feathers would be made from a plastic kite with no string. Flying would be so much fantastic for me and Pickles and our feathered wings, but we couldn’t fly too close to the sun, because not only are the ultraviolet rays harmful for human and dog’s skin, but also the intense heat would melt the Kevlar, and we’d fall, thus bringing Earth’s happiness plummeting with us. But if I could shoot laser beams from my eyes, then it would be all good. You see, if I could shoot optic lasers, I’d be an unstoppable force. I’d blast my way through bank vaults and save the bank money from getting stolen. Annoying

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