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100 Words

I am a fighter. I stand by those I care about, even in the hardest times. I have made it my goal to always be strong. It is an impossible dream. Everybody needs to let another person watch over them, even for a moment. I let them do that, despite darkness inside telling me not to. But it somehow makes me stronger, as strange as that sounds. These disasters carry me to a place of fear, but I will keep my cool, for their sake. I will be there for them, because they were there for me when I fell.

I am a mechanic. But, I can't seem to figure out how to fix broken hearts. All of us have had them at some time or another. The closest thing I've found to a fix is to just keep smiling. It isn't like anything else somebody can do, and you need the other person to help you, but it seems to help a lot. People see me differently. That's okay. I like being different, even if nobody understands. Why does the world think it's wrong to be a kid sometimes anyway? Sometimes a kid-like brain is what people need.

I am a genius. I will never study enough, however, to understand the logic of heroism. Why do I put myself in danger for the sake of others? Wouldn't the logical response to danger be to protect my own fur first and foremost? That is basic nature. However, I have discovered something that transcends basic nature. It is my anthem. My lifestyle. What a great irony that is. I feel that I would hate myself if I was any other way, however. For these wonderful people around me, my friends, deserve to be protected. Friendship's another topic I can't comprehend.

I am a pilot. I fly into my fantasy world and hate when the real world hits me in the face. But I have to face it. My scars show times I haven't. I wanted to be a hero, but I didn't really understand what that meant. So I got out of hand, and soon I realized I was in the last place I ever wanted to be. I have to be stronger. For her, and for the others too. But even with all my dreams, I still can't believe that love is really so powerful that it saved me.

I am a mentor. I am the one who is first to admit they made a mistake, and yet, there is so much nobody understands. It's not that I try to hide these things from those I care about. It is simply that I am not sure how to express them myself. I wish I could teach him how to be a hero in a few easy steps. It is something he will have to learn many aspects of alone. Unfortunately, that lesson will come with sacrifice. I'll be with him to limit how big that sacrifice gets. I promise.

I am a leader, representing a bunch of friends that I look up to. It makes no sense. Honestly, there are lots of times I don't feel like a leader in anything more than title. There are days I'm not sure that is such a bad thing. We represent a world, a generation, a life, and if I was truly in charge, how much weight would that be on my shoulders? Who really holds that weight? Is there anything I can do to help them? Maybe when I'm older, I'll understand it all better. I have so much to learn.