A now 25-year-old Yami stood near a wall in Mt. Justice. She smiled.
Ever since that day she was sooo much more open.
She finally felt truly free.
Her first book is about to be published.
"Superboy!" I called. The boy was like me. Except he's a clone, of superman.
He walked up, I smiled.
"Don't worry it'll get better. Take it from someone who knows." I said.
He looked startled, but smiled.
"Secrets sure don't help." I grinned knowingly.
'How does she know?' the said boy thought…