A Glitch in the Spider
I have never had reservations about my future. People do not realize that being the son of a cop makes you better at not being noticed. Its funny even, some others, they brag about their cop parents. They take it for granted. What they do not realize is that it can be taken away in a matter of seconds.
Now, do not mistake me for not loving my father. I do love him, dearly so. What I don’t love is him on a uniform. The fear. When there’s a shoot-out and he does not answer the phone or come home on time is something my mother and I will always feel. A guttural pain and anxiety that won’t leave you until you have that someone in your arms again. It hurts when the relief finally hits your heart.
My mother will always care, no matter what. Its her way of life after all. A nurse through and through.
I guess they never expected their child to be so different from them. The tight morals father upholds are restrictive when it comes to doing what needs to be done. Mother is sometimes too tender. Of course, I do not voice these opinions to them. I think they would freak out.
The one person I can be a bit of myself with is Uncle Aaron. He is seen as the black sheep of the family. At least father sees him as such, I don’t. He chooses to follow a different life, I respect that.
You see the thing about being a ‘kid’ is that adults tend to put you, as an actual person, on the backseat of their minds. They say things they should not, do things children are not supposed to see. Oh, wonder when I saw a piece of purple metal under Uncle Aaron’s bed. Adults think they can hide parts of themselves from others. Children always see and hear. In the background unnoticed.
Peter P. Parker, the spider man from my reality died in front of me. You might question my situation. I was questioning myself at that point. Who would have thought a spider bite could change you so. Thing is, Kingpin killed Peter Parker in front of me, and I knew I was doomed. I was not in the scene like Uncle Aaron. I knew no one. I couldn’t go to Aaron exactly after that.
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You see there are different types of gifted children. Those who’s parents notice at an early age and make it their mission to give their child the best there is available. The one’s that make it known that they are above average in school and to their parents. Others are neglected. And there are the ones that hide it from everyone.
These cases of gifted children hiding their extraordinary intelligence are the most interesting. Some researcher’s state these types of children seem to lack empathy, are incredibly analytical, are above both the emotional and academical intelligence bracket for their age group by two to three years. Display incredible control of their emotions and hold their opinion from other’s.
I hold no such discrimination as to say they lack empathy. I genuinely believe their analytical nature gives them an advantage over others. These children do not let their emotions cloud their judgement. If a bit cold to other’s yes, they do have empathy.
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