David Pelzer's novel "A Child Called It" page 98... "Fearing mother would catch me not sitting at the bottom of the stairs, I cleaned up my mess.....I willed the wound to heal.  Somehow I knew it would.  I felt proud of myself.  I imagined myself like a character in a comic book, who overcame great odds and survived.  Soon my head slumped forward and I fell asleep.  In my dream, I flew through the air in vivid colors.  I wore a cape of red"........ "I was Superman."  To support what I said earlier in my Larger than Life post..... the idea of transforming himself actually saved his life.