Story intro (attempt 2)

          My name is Joey. I have an older brother who is the worst. He is always finding new ways to make me feel lower then dirt! When he gets mad at me, I become his instant human punching bag! My good friend chuck tried teaching me how to fight, but my older brother seems to already know. He counters every attempt to protect myself!  It’s like he was trained in the art of hating me.  The bullies at school could never insult me the way he does. He’s a professional at this. I would often daydream about having super powers. Then the tables would turn, and he would learn never to pick on the little guy again! It would go something like this. He will give me that hate filled look, “Come here you little pimple! I need the TV remote. Be useful for a change, and get it for me NOW!”  Then I would act all scared, “Ok Chris, but please don’t hit me on the way by!” I know he will hit me, but this time I have a surprise waiting. As I walk by he will punch me and laugh about it. Then I will punch him right in the face! ,” I said not to hit me on the way by Chris!” The shock in his eyes and his bloody face would make my whole year! The problem is, I never daydreamed about super powers getting me into trouble, but they did! Oh yeah, dreams do come true! Well, daydreams do. I didn’t get them from a fallen meteor, exposure to radiation, or some kind of magic potion. I guess I should start from the beginning.