My grandma and I were walking home from our weekly shopping trip when it happened. A giant lizard attacked us. We were screaming for help but everyone was focusing on Oscorp Tower where another lizard was climbing up it. That when we saw Spider-man and I screamed for help but he just swung on by. I turned back in time to see my grandma get whacked into a wall. That did it, I just snapped. I rushed at the lizard to find he was moving a lot slower than me. I jumped on his back and punched him as hard as I could on the head. To my great surprise he dropped like a rock. I paused for a moment stunned than rushed to my grandma's side. "Are you alright?" I asked worried because her breathing was very labored. "I lied to you." She rasped out. "What are you talking about?" I asked. "Your parents didn't abandon you. They were murdered in your presence." "Grandma you're delusional and don't know what you're saying. I'm pretty sure I would remember that" I retorted stroking her hair. "I'm not delusional. Your parents murderer kidnapped you and what happened next only you. You showed up on my doorstep 6 months later bruised and dirty with no memory of what happened." She gasped and I leaned back stunned. "That can't be" I murmured. "You should up with a bag. I took it and hid it in the upstairs closet along with a letter explaining. Find them and learn the truth. Remember I love you and always have." With those last words she took her last breath and died. "I love you too." I whispered back but she never heard. I waited till the police came and took me to the station. They informed me. I inherited everything including the million dollars she had in the bank, but I just listened in silence. They also informed me I could stay in the house alone since I had just turned 18 today. But I had to continue school. I nodded emotionless and trudged home. I rushed upstairs to the closet. I searched the whole thing and was about to give up when I saw a corner of the closet was a brighter color than the rest. I touched it with my hand and to my surprise it slid to the side revealing a battered bag and a letter. I grabbed them and dashed to my room. I opened the bag to see a photo of what I presume was a younger me and my parents. There was also a journal. I put them both aside and reached for the letter slitting open the seal.
Dear Sophia,
I know if you're reading this than I must be dead. There are some things you must know. On your fifth birthday your parents were murdered with you as the only witness and then you were kidnapped. I was so worried about you and then six months later you showed up on my doorstep and didn't remember anything except that I was your grandma. You closed yourself off and wouldn't interact with anyone but me. It was if you were afraid of love and I knew those six months had scared you beyond belief. You still stay away from people to this day. I took your bag and hid it for the day you would be ready to see it. I know you are ready now but I just wanted to protect you a little longer. There's something I want you to do for me. I need you to make friends. Please let people in, at least one person. I love you with all my heart.
Forever and always, Grandma.
I burst into tears and sobbed myself to sleep.