I wanted to be a hero, a champion of justice.
My whole life I grew up with that hope, that dream. Of course many people laughed at it when I told them about my heart's desire, but it didn't matter to me. After all, I had them.
My loving parents who cherished me, their only daughter. They supported me and believed in my dream, never once making fun of me for it.
My bright smile and optimistic nature was like a light which radiated in my household. We were poor, just like everyone else in our little town. However, we were happy, I was happy. And someday, I was going to change everything and make sure everyone lived the life of comfort which we all desired.
"Oh? Our daughter is gonna save the world someday, isn't that right?" Dad would always ask.
"She'll catch all the bad guys and make sure we common folk have a better life" Mom would always respond.
