Dear Celeste,

I have a secret. I have hid it for so long now, and if I don’t reveal it, it may cost me my life. I have a hunter who is tracking me, and now knows everything I know. If I don’t tell someone, the tracker will tell everyone, and people may want to hurt me. I’ll just have to say it, then. My hunter may be watching, so I must go now. Meet me at Greenwood park at 12:00 am on Saturday. I must go now. See you Saturday.

Love, June.

I quickly scribble this on a piece of note paper and put in through Celeste’s mail box. It’s Friday night at 7:32, and I have to meet her at midnight. I hope she checks her mail often.

I have a secret. A big secret that endangers my life at times, and I need Celeste’s help.

At midnight, I wait at the park, on a bench, with a black cloak on my shoulders and my hood over my head. When Celeste walks by, not noticing me due to my camouflage, I pull her toward me, and she screams. I cover her mouth and pull off my hood to show her it is me. “It’s just me. June.” I say.

“Oh, good.” She says, catching her breath. “Anyways, what was it you had to tell me?” She asks. “You’d better sit down.” I warn. We both take a seat and I look all around myself to check if there is anyone watching. “I have superpowers and there is people who want me for it.” Her jaw drops. She is speechless. All of the sudden, people dressed in black cloaks like mine appear out of the brush surrounding the park. They circle Celeste and I as we stand up and turn back to back. One of the people, supposedly the leader steps forward and says, “We’ve got you now, ‘Superhero.’”