barry was no special kid, in fact he was never extraordinary. he wasn't athletic and he almost never went outside. one day he was walking home from school when he noticed something on the ground. it was an old comic, the main character was the flash. barry flipped through excitedly, he had found things on his way home before but they usually weren't anything more than an old phone case or a deflated soccerball. barry dropped the comic as he saw what it said "my name is barry allen and i am the fastest man alive" of course barry ran home after that, he felt like he was the flash, he felt like he was the fastest man alive!! barry ran into his house, a white boring place that looked just like the rest of the neighborhood homes. showing his mother what he had found, barry squealed with excitement. "mom, this guy's a hero!! look he saves this women from the fire on this page!" barry said, pointing to the dusty page.

barry my sweet child what do you mean? all i see is your hands all dirty and pink. you are my son now that is true. but your mind wonders from sniffing too much glue. now run upstairs and clean your face and when you are back i will fix you a plate. berry runs up stairs like a bolt of light, even the dog was in for a freight. he cleaned his face and washed his ass, he even danced in front of the glass. back downstairs he went and to his mother surprise, he was dirtyer than ever and even more high !