Power when wielded by abnormal energy is the most serious of facts.
I think there's something peculiar about me that I haven't died. It doesn't make sense but I refuse to die.
There are some guys that can roll out of bed and they can throw 96 from the very first outing. I've just never been one of those guys.
My right hand is a monster.
I've been told by doctors and surgeons that I have the energy of ten men who have normal jobs.
So far things are going my way. I am known in the hospice as The Man Who Wouldn't Die. I don't know if this is true or not, but I think some people, not many, are starting to wonder why I'm still around.
I'm never quite cool, if you know what I mean. I'm basically the worst, best superhero.
I just have an ability to heal quicker than others I guess.
I can touch my eyebrows with my nose. Look at that! That's not normal. I shouldn't be able to do that.
