Hi Good Fans Of Reading. I read a couple of good books about Spider man on the web so I thought I'd make my own up. Look I haven't written a story in ages so this story might be a little bad but if it isn't please give me some good reviews about what I've done wrong and what I should have put in.
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Chapter 1: I get Bitten By A Radioactive Spider
RING! RING! The alarm on the brown bedside table went off as it hit the timer. Groaning, Peter Parker whacked his hand on top of the black STOP button. An "OW" escaped his lips as intense pain went up the side of his hand.
"Great, now I can't even stop the alarm without hurting myself." He muttered to himself. Sunlight was slowly crawling in through the window, shining in to his sleepy eyes.
Sighing, Peter stood up and stumbled into the bathroom. As he looked in the mirror he saw that his stomach was so badly bruised that it was literally blue. Peter Parker was a thin frail kid and because of his weak frame he got picked on a lot of times. But there was one guy that bullied him the most. Ever since the day that Flash Thompson had realized that Peter was the weakest kid in Midtown High he had become his Number 1 punching bag.
Sighing again, Peter brushed his teeth, had a nice warm shower, got dressed in his normal green and blue outfit and went downstairs with his backpack slung over his shoulder while patting his messy, brown hair down.
"Morning, Miss May" Peter said while grinning slyly. "You're looking very fashionable today."
"Oh, thank you Peter." His Aunt said kissing his forehead. "You're looking very handsome today as well."
Peter looked at Aunt May. Ever since Uncle Ben had died in a car crash, she had been working overtime. Now every day she looks like she has grown an year older.
Peter looked at the sandwich in front of him.
"This for me?"
"Yes, Peter, That's the only thing I could make today."
"That's fine," Peter said shoving his lunch in his backpack. He kissed Aunt May on both cheeks and headed for the door.
"Lock the doors and have a good sleep and don't worry about me!" he shouted as he walked outside. The morning chill stood in the air like a thick white blanket. As Peter made his way to the bus stop he saw something that made his blood turn to ice.
A giant man pointing a gun at a woman and demanding something. The woman was shaking so badly that she could hardly do what the man asked her to do.
Oh, man what do I do? Peter thought frantically. If I go back home to call the police then I'll miss the bus. If I call for help nobody will hear me except the guy so that means he'll shoot me. Just then the bus came hurtling through the fog and stopped in front of him. The woman will do what he says then the guy should leave her alone, he decided and stepped onto the bus.
He made to the back seat and sat down shaking the memory of the lady out of his head. he sighed and became comfortable for the long ride to Midtown High.
Hey guys that's obviously the end of the chapter so hope you like and please review. Next chapter will be uploaded soon.
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