The cemetery seemed an almost holy place. He should really be getting ready for school, but he really needed to be here. Mary Jane had asked where he was going. He just didn't tell her. He was embarrassed, in a way. He hadn't been here in so long. He really felt bad about that.

The cemetery gates were locked this time of night, but Spider-Man only needed to hop to get over it. Uncle Ben's grave seemed almost untouched, as if it'd been there since the world began. He always wondered if he was really looking down on him. He always wondered if his parents were up there. Then again, he almost found out a short while ago.

"Hey, Uncle Ben. I'm sorry I haven't been here in a while. I'm sure Aunt May has. It's just...I didn't know what to say, how to start a conversation. I mean, I guess I can start with "I love you" and "I miss you so much". Uncle Ben, I felt so scared today. I felt like you were there, telling me it'd be okay. But then I was brought back here. Is that how you felt? When the gun was...well, you know.

Aunt May really misses you. And me, too. And, not to nag or anything, but we really need the money you used to bring home. It's hard for us. I bring home extra cash from my job at the Bugle, but its barley enough.

I just wanted to stop by...see how you are...see how I am. I love you, Uncle Ben.

And...Uncle Ben...God, I'm so sorry..."

Like God was listening.

Like God cared.

Like God gave a damn that his life was in turmoil.

God was selfish, that's what I've realized through my years as Spider-Man.

God is greedy. He does whatever he wants and doesn't care if good people get hurt in the process.

I have a bone to pick with him...but hopefully I won't pick it for a few decades.

As he headed home he made a mental list of all the things he had to chat with God about.

The death of his parents The death of Uncle Ben

Aunt May's financial problems

Harry's Dad being the Green Goblin

The Green Goblin killing Gwen Stacy

Having to break up with Mary Jane

Still having strong feelings for Mary Jane

Being teased with near-death experiences

And those were just the basics!

Peter didn't sleep well that night, tossing and turning restlessly after a very, very, very long day. He hoped school would take his mind off that. He really did hope.