ANNA VILLALBAZO ISABELLA URIBE
“ Hi, my name is Rick. I came over to see if you were okay. What’ s your name?” asked Rick.“ I’ m Cynthia,” responded Nice Girl in a low trembling voice.“ Are you okay? Why are you crying?”“ I’ m not good enough to be a superhero. I thought I was because I tried to help people as much as I can but I’ m just a little girl that doesn’ t have the power to do anything.”
“ Listen I don’ t know you but I can tell that you are tough enough to conquer anything. How old are you?”“ I’ m seven.”“ Look at how brave you are! You went around helping everyone even though it might have been dangerous. Just because you failed a few times doesn’ t mean you’ re a failure, it just means you’ re human. The important thing is that you tried, you can’ t give up Cynthia.”
“ NICE GIRL! My name is Nice Girl!” She jumped up with a smile that stretched from ear to ear, grabbed her mask slapped it back on and yelled,
“ Let’ s go find my mom!”
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