I have a secret to tell yall, I do not own Static Shock.
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When they came to an alley near Virgil's house, they ran in and changed into their normal clothes. "So what are we gonna tell them?" Virgil asked his friend
"Tell who?"
"Your mom, my dad, my sister, the kids at school, everybody."
Richie shrugged his shoulders. He didn't know, and wasn't worried about it. He was just happy to be back with his pal. When they got to Virgil's house, Richie decided it would be best if he went home.
"See ya later Rich." Virgil said as he walked up the steps to his house.
"You look happy." Sharon said as she approached her brother. Virgil nodded.
"I had a good day!" Virgil smiled, while he thought about his day.
"Supper'll be ready in fifteen minutes Virg." Sharon yelled up at her brother
When Virgil got to his room he laid down on his bed and grabbed whatever his hand found. It was Richie's letter.
'Oh and one more thing, I left you something, in your room behind
that one painting you swore you'd never move there's something
waiting for you.'
"Hmm. There's something waiting for me?" Virgil got up and went over to the painting. Carefully he lifted it up off the wall and looked behind it. Surely enough, there was a brown paper bag ducked-taped to the wall. "How didn't I notice this?" He ripped off the bag and set the painting back to how it was.
Butterflies fluttered around in his stomach. Slowly he opened the bag, then ripped through it when he saw it. It was the first copy ever made of one of the comic books Richie and him had been collecting and reading. "Richie you rock!" Virgil screamed. "Ya!"
He opened the comic to the first page and out slipped a small piece of paper. Virgil was almost afraid to read it. Breathing in, he flipped the paper and read. .
As he read a tear slipped down from Virgil's eye. Those six words would be forever etched in his mind.
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It's okay for superheroes to cry.
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So what do you think?
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When they came to an alley near Virgil's house, they ran in and changed into their normal clothes. "So what are we gonna tell them?" Virgil asked his friend
"Tell who?"
"Your mom, my dad, my sister, the kids at school, everybody."
Richie shrugged his shoulders. He didn't know, and wasn't worried about it. He was just happy to be back with his pal. When they got to Virgil's house, Richie decided it would be best if he went home.
"See ya later Rich." Virgil said as he walked up the steps to his house.
"You look happy." Sharon said as she approached her brother. Virgil nodded.
"I had a good day!" Virgil smiled, while he thought about his day.
"Supper'll be ready in fifteen minutes Virg." Sharon yelled up at her brother
When Virgil got to his room he laid down on his bed and grabbed whatever his hand found. It was Richie's letter.
'Oh and one more thing, I left you something, in your room behind
that one painting you swore you'd never move there's something
waiting for you.'
"Hmm. There's something waiting for me?" Virgil got up and went over to the painting. Carefully he lifted it up off the wall and looked behind it. Surely enough, there was a brown paper bag ducked-taped to the wall. "How didn't I notice this?" He ripped off the bag and set the painting back to how it was.
Butterflies fluttered around in his stomach. Slowly he opened the bag, then ripped through it when he saw it. It was the first copy ever made of one of the comic books Richie and him had been collecting and reading. "Richie you rock!" Virgil screamed. "Ya!"
He opened the comic to the first page and out slipped a small piece of paper. Virgil was almost afraid to read it. Breathing in, he flipped the paper and read. .
As he read a tear slipped down from Virgil's eye. Those six words would be forever etched in his mind.
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It's okay for superheroes to cry.
.
.
.
.
.
So what do you think?