Sam

"This goes here," he placed it on with care "I can put this there, and a little red too," he stepped back and took a good look at his creation, it was wonderful! "A masterpiece!!" He announced. He punched it as hard as he could, it stood in its place, he kicked it 3 times twice with his right leg, once with his left, it didn't budge. He chuckled.. His creation was nothing, he didn't make anything, out of everything. He mixed and matched and put parts together. It was strong, sturdy, something that Peter could never be. "I shall name you..." He paused and took a couple breaths, closed his eyes and imagined for a minute.. "I'll call you, sam. And you will be my worst enemy and my greatest friend" and it was, it was everything Peter had, and everything he didn't have, it was god and it was the devil, it was Peter and it was you. "How would you like to start your journey, Sam?" It had a blank stare... "You're your own person now, Sam!" Peter went to the kitchen got a cup of water and when he came back Sam was gone. "Damn it.."