If I could walk on walls and across ceilings I would take over the world. I would sit in on important meetings on the ceiling and nobody would know I was there, collecting their secrets. I could commit so many crimes just by climbing on walls, they would never catch me. I would be like Batman but with an actual superpower and evil. I would be so skilled that I could defeat Batman. I can just picture it now, I’m doing my cool robber thing when all of a sudden Batman pops out of the shadows with his most expensive emo clothes. Then without missing a beat I would start scaling nearby buildings like Spiderman. He would be so bewildered he would just sit there with his child sidekick in weird peter pan tights. Then they would go home crying like the tiny babies they are. I would rule Gotham city and then take over the world. What are they gonna do, stop me? Wrong, they can’t. How would they stop me? They can’t even catch me. Then I would sneak into the bat cave and sit on the ceiling watching Batman cry to his butler. Then of course since I’m already in the bat cave I would steal all of Batman's things just to add insult to injury. I would steal his kryptonite and head over to Metropolis and take down Superman. I would turn Superman evil and make him fight all of his friends. Except Wonder Woman she’s too awesome. Nobody could stop me. But then after approximately 3 ½ years John Cena would find my weakness. Peanut Butter. He would purchase huge tubs of it and start hurling chunks of peanut butter at my face when I’m hanging upside down. I would die and all of my statutes would be ripped from the ground and burned with my body. My followers would be at war with the rest of the world and ultimately die an extremely painful death. The world would go back to a peaceful state and all my hard work and genius planning skills would have all been for nothing. And that is exactly why my mother says that I am not allowed to have superpowers. She just doesn’t understand my vision.