Darkness cloaks me like a superpower. On this side of the curtain I am invisible to the class and I watch them carry on their daily lesson, small and inconsequential, oblivious to my gaze. I grow tall and powerful in this space. It is only a small area of the classroom sectioned off for the storage of materials, but in here, breathing in the smells of pencil lead, fresh paper and glue, I am almighty like the omnipotent God they teach us about.