When I was a kid, the world didn’t feel all that safe.
I wasn’t the fastest. I wasn’t the strongest n I wasn’t the kind of kid who knew the right things to say to make people like me. Some days, the halls of school felt like war zones, and the cafeteria tables like territories I’d never conquer. Bullies had a way of finding the quiet ones…the ones who carried more imagination than armor.
So I started drawing….
At first, it was simple. A stick figure with a cape. A scribbled mask and a few muscles. N over time, those figures turned into something more…something damn powerful. Something I needed. I gave them names, personalities, tragic backstories, and powers that could bend time or punch through fear. They didn’t just save cities, they saved me.
Each line I drew was a shield. Each page, a refuge. These weren’t just characters…they were my friends. Guardians who stood tall in the face of everything I couldn't. When I was afraid to walk home, I imagined them beside me; silent, watching,ready… for a moment, I wasn’t so scared.
Then one day, I discovered Michael Turner.
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