Who are REALLY the bad guys???
Have you wondered why superheroes are superheroes and bad guys are, well… bad guys? No? Well, here is a villain to fill you in.
Hi. My name is Pamela. Pamela Isley. I was dragged here against my will in order to do this survey. If you want me to talk, I’ll talk. Here is my story.
I wasn't always a villain. Once I was a happy, misunderstood, nerdy science girl who had a passion for plants.
It was the first day of high school, and during science, I started to work on a science project that can make a plant extend its life. I couldn't help but notice out of the corner of my eye some of the jocks walking in- late. Sometimes they sat at the counter I was working at and snickered. Especially Bruce.
Bruce Wayne. Head of the jocks. The most popular kid in the whole school. He and his friend Clark always bragged that one day they would become superheroes. Superheroes. Sometimes they would call me “Green Bean” or “Plant Girl”, but if they really wanted to get on my nerves, they called me: Poison Ivy. Because apparently to them, I was “poison.”
After 2 ½ weeks of chaos and bullying, I had finally done it. It was after school when I planned to test my project on an ivy plant, when Bruce and Clark strolled in.
“Hey look, it’s Poison Ivy!” Bruce laughed. That’s when they spotted the beaker in my hand.
“Ohhhhh, what’s this?” Clark fake-questioned as he grabbed the beaker out of my hand.
“Um, that’s my science project. Can I have it back please?” I asked.
“Have it back? You can totally have it back!” Clark exclaimed as he dumped the beaker over my head.
“Ha! Now she really is Poison Ivy!” Bruce yelled as he and Clark ran out the door, laughing.
I twitched. My whole body shook. After today I knew I would will myself to get my revenge on Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent.
After the “accident”, I discovered I had plant powers. I referred to myself as “Poison Ivy.” Courtesy of Bruce and Clark. That’s pretty much how I came to be.
The End
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