September 8th, My Birthday. It's not a bird, it's not a plane it's... Superman. Strange Visitor from space, He can leap over any building, fly, has super strength, and disguises himself as meek and mild mannered blah blah bah blah. So relatable...

They didn't look past the name either, no one ever did. You know sometimes I just want to scream at them, tell them the comic sucks that the character is boring but no, I bite my tongue and come out here to my dad's old tractor and typewriter. Mild Mannered Clark Kent, hiding away from everybody. When I first started coming out here, Pa called this my fortress of Solitude. I didn't come out here for a month and a half. Yeah poor me, with my family's big farm and loving parents. Whine, whine, whine. It's not like I'm gonna go postal but dang do I really hate most people in my school. Heck my whole town isn't really all that good, but I can't really do anything about it. I'm no superman. When I get fed up with it all, I pack up my stuff and take for the Smoky Hills to hike for the weekend. It's close enough to bike to, and far enough to feel disconnected from everything. So it's just me, I don't even bring the typewriter, or a notebook. It' just me, actual Me. And it's great. Just me. Alone...

Mike and Cassie ended up together, which I honestly didn't care much about anymore. People started talking to me allot more, and I opened up and began talking back. I decided not to go public yet, but I would become, the Secret superman of the world. There weren't any super villains, and probably never would be. I could just lay low and save people occasionally. There was only so much I could do, but I had time to figure out what I could do, to push my limits. I would be there if someone needed me, but this way I could get away and think about things. I had my whole life to figure things out. The government hadn't bothered me so I was in the clear, I could do whatever I wanted. I was completely free to be whatever I decided to be. I decided to become a writer, I decided I'd major in journalism in college and then I'd move to New York. I was going to become Superman, I was going to Embrace my name. My Name is Clark Kent, and I am Superman!