It was just like any other night. 12 year old Steven was in his room as usual reading his comic books and was so entertained that he didn't notice the time on his bedroom clock.
"Steven get down here and get ready for bed."
"Alright mom."
Steven was so used to this nightly routine that he didn't notice that the sink water tasted odd when he was brushing his teeth.
As he got into bed he saw the first star of the evening outside his bedroom window.
"What should I wish for tonight?" He thought as he pulled the covers over his body. Just then he looked over at his collection of comic books and got an idea.
"I wish my life was like a superhero comic."
As he dozed off, he didn't notice what was happening to his body.