You can be only what you give yourself the power to be.

Mercury dropped the purple car and shot up into the air, whistling like a shooting star. The woman in the car next to me looked up at me like I was a superhero. I smiled at her and jumped down, trying to be smooth. I landed wrong and went sliding on my face. I glanced back at her. She appeared less impressed than before.

What are you up to?" "I was trying to climb that tree. But I fell. Now I'm bored.

Believe, it is our best defense.

Cats learned how to fly that evening.

What-ifs are for fools

That said, I, Beck Phillips, take full responsibility for being stuck in m y school's pitch-black venting system with my friend Jason, behind me and a garbage bag full of angry bees in front of me.