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Mia Mayhem Is a Superhero!
Okay, I know this doesn’t look good. It definitely seems like a tornado just blew through my house. I spilled a whole bag of flour, broke a window, ran through the screen door, was licked by a bunch of dogs, and even got my shoe stuck in a tree.
But I have an excuse. Really, I do.
It’s been a super-exciting day.
Seriously super. Why?
Well, hold on to your socks. . . .
Here’s the deal:
You ready?
I. Mia Macarooney. Am. A. Superhero!
For. Real. Yours truly has superpowers!
And believe it or not, I just found out myself. In fact, my life was completely ordinary . . . until this afternoon.
I had a normal, uneventful day at school, and my best friend, Eddie, and I walked home, just like every other single day ever. At my driveway, I checked the mailbox like I always did. Except today, there was a tattered letter covered in stamps . . . addressed to me!
It said:
Uhh . . . the program for in training what? This couldn’t be real.
I wasn’t super. How could I be? I don’t have superpowers! I’d definitely know if I did, right? Plus, I have a bit of a reputation for causing chaos and mayhem wherever I go.
I never mean to . . . but the truth is, I’m a total disaster-machine! Like one time I kicked a soccer ball that broke a steel goalpost in half. Another time, I flooded the hallways after using the water fountain.
So, you see what I mean? This couldn’t be real.
I flipped over the letter to see if it said “GOTCHA!” on the back.
Nope. Nothing.
So I ran inside and triple-checked.
“You read that right. It’s true, honey!” my mom exclaimed when I showed her the letter. “We’ve been waiting forever. We went to the PITS too!”
I looked up at her in total shock.
“This letter sure traveled a long way. We’re thrilled for you, honey! You won’t be too far behind,” she said.
“Behind?” I asked.
“Well, you see, most kids start their training in kindergarten,” Dad said.
I grabbed the piece of paper and read it again.
“No way! My letter is three years late?” I exclaimed.