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Peter was never weak.
He wasn't usually classed as strong per say,
Small kid. Brown mousy hair with messy curls sprouting across his head. Glasses that seemed too big for him, always slipping down his nose.
Okay, he did seem quite weak.
But contrary to popular belief, he wasn't weak.
But he was a burden.
When he was 7,
His parents had died and he handled it like a champ!
(He went into a depressive state for at least a year before he started getting better.)
When he was 8 he thought,
He was the reason May and Ben cried over the amount of money in there accounts every week.
(Ben had lost his job and they were struggling to make ends meet. But they wanted to be able to get him into a good college when the time came.)
When he was 9 he decided,
His aunt and uncle didn't want to take care of him, they wanted to live their lives in peace.
(They loved him so much, but they didn't want him to forget his parents.)
When he was 10,
He got bit by a spider at a field trip to OSCORP, whilst exploring.
(May and Ben were really worried about him when he couldn't seem to move without crying for 2 days straight before magically getting better.)
When he was 10,
He was the reason Ben was dead.
(Ben had gone out looking for him but a mugger had gotten to him first. And Peter wouldn't speak to anyone for months.)
So, Peter Parker was never weak.
But since he got Ben killed.
When he was 11,
He had decided that he,
for once in his life he would be,
strong.