my SuperHero, he is one important person of my life and he is like my everything... my SuperHero is not like those superhero we see in cartoon, big and muscular... my SuperHero is skinny but strong, small but powerful and handsome and cute... in short my SuperHero is 1 great MAN..... He is not 1 who will say how capable and wonderful he is nor will he do great and mighty things to show off so he will be known for the great things he had done... i always wanted him to say words to affirm me and show his care for me so that i noe he love me... but he had nv said any to me and i am always very envy and jealous when he said to my younger brother... but i soon realize the way he care for me is different becoz all of us are different... he always have to bear wth our complains tat he doesnt care abt us when he poured out his heart for us... he would wake me up every morning so i wont be late for sch, buy dinner for me when he know i am busy and forgot abt dinner... without me noticing my fav. ice lemon tea would be refilled into the fridge for me.... my room and the mess of books and stuff i throw around would be kept tidy and clean in place... from household chores to repairing work in the house you name it he will be able to do it.... He is simply my SuperHero... He is afraid of cockroaches himself yet whenever i see the pest and shout he will come to my rescue and catch the pest for me.... my SuperHero is none other than my dad....