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me back. Then 20,000 miles from my home disaster struck. I was almost to earth when a meteor shower came out of nowhere. I did my best to dodge every meteor but one struck me so hard I lost control and couldn't get it back. As I hurtled to earth my first thought was why didn't I say good bye to dad? Then I struck the earth so hard I hit my head on the consul and passed out. While I was passed out my parents came to try to get me out but the door had jammed and they couldn't get in, besides that they couldn't see me slumped over the dashboard in my seat. So they assumed I was dead. They decided that where I was is a great place for my burial place, so they left, leaving me behind. When I woke up it had been 5 hours since my parents had come to get me but I didn't know that. I thought maybe they had trouble getting to me and they would be there momentarily. After 5 more hours of doing nothing I gave up hope. They weren't coming. As I sat there crying I heard a voice. But I couldn't find it. Finally I figured out it was coming from my head and I shut up to listen. and I am willing to do whatever you say.” “Good. You will find a town not too far from here. It is named after another town in the main continent. It is called Smallville, Kentucky. Go there and you will find a farm with a boy not much different than you. He does not know he is not a human yet and he will not know till later on in his life. But he will help you. Go there and when you are ready I will come again.” So I went. Just as he said I found a little farm with a boy named Clark Kent. He hid me from his parents and gave me food to eat. I stayed there for most of my life till I was able to live on my own. To be continued....... “Eclipsia,” the voice said. “I have chosen you to help this earth especially this little Island. I have given you power more than you can ever imagine. Use it wisely and I will return you to your family.” “Who are you?” I asked. “I am the God who made the universe even your own planet. I created you but your people have forgotten me. I have chosen you to remind them that I am their creator and I want to be part of their lives. Will you obey me?” I thought a moment before replying. “Yes I feel that you are who you say you are 43