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It was time to go out to the street. My mom was not helping me
find the answers I needed. Therefore, I had to get out of those four walls
that trapped me, to seek an answer. There had to be answers somewhere
else. Plus, some fresh air would help my headache. I walked out of my
house, and towards the mall, the place where I used to spend most of
my afternoons. The place where I used to work. Everything seemed to be
different.

At the mall everybody looked at me as if I was a different creature;
clearly I was out of style. My favorite stores: Forever21, Abercrombie, and
Hollister were now unpopular boutiques that had everything on sale. As I
walked my way through the pathways that used to be my favorite I found
myself in a world that was unfamiliar. Neither the people, nor the food,
nor the technologies matched what I knew. Everything seemed unknown,
even the way people communicated. There was nothing in that mall that
was going to help, therefore, I got out of that place as soon as possible.

The mall had clearly been a terrible idea, at least as a first way to
discover what had happened the past ten years. Therefore, I decided that
in order to be able to live in this new life, I had to find what caused this
entire situation. Find the problems that had made me not progress in my
life.

As I returned home, I grabbed my phone, looked at the screen and
once again at the date. Then I realized I had a missed call from my mom.
Quickly, I grabbed the phone and returned her call. She asked how was I
feeling after going to the mall. I told her about the situation and she was
very angry because she thought I was going to go to the hospital instead
of the mall.

When I was about to go to sleep my mother said, “Don’t worry honey,
maybe tomorrow you can find out what happened, in the end you can
always head back to the hospital.” I cried all night wishing everything had
been a very realistic dream, yet I woke up finding out that I had missed
ten marvelous years in my life. No parting with friends, no heartbreaks, no
fun, just ten years passed and I slept through them. What was I going to
tell my children about my life, nothing. And then it hit me, my mom had
mentioned something about me going to the hospital, maybe that was it.
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As I recapped what I had done, I remembered I had attended t he
doctor the day before I went to sleep. All this time my mother had been
trying to make me remember the reality. I started to remember my mother
telling me that the hospital was where I could receive answers, yet I did
not believe her because she started to play with her hands as a nervous
reaction, something she does when she is lying. Her reaction suddenly
brought back all the memories. At the doctor I had received a shot that
could probably have some repercussions, yet I decided to have the shot.
The shot was supposed to eradicate any disease I could have in the future
including cancer. It seemed great, yet the consequences were unknown.
The doctors made me sign probably a thousand papers and I had to
promise my silence.

Probably the shot, made me sleep and then magically come back to
life ten years later to a time period where no more diseases existed. What if
I was an experiment? I thought. Could that even happen? As I bit my nails
harder and harder, I realized it could all be some type of survival experiment.
The truth was, that if it was, I had already accepted to participate and there
was no going back, I was part of science now.

I rapidly went to my mom and asked her if she knew if I had participated
in any experiment of any kind. With a simple nod I knew it all had been
because of the shot. She looked at me in the eye and said, “It was all for a
good cause honey, thanks to your courage people today are immune to
any disease.” And it was then that I realized where my entire life had gone
and the amazing hero I would be to my children.
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