Writing on Trial Final Portfolio | Page 17

missed twenty marvellous years in my life. No parting with friends, no heartbreaks, no fun, just twenty years passed and I slept through them. What was I going to tell my children about my life, nothing. As I recapped what I had done, I remembered I had attended the doctor the day before I went to sleep. All this time my mother had been hiding the reality. I started to remember telling her that I had gone to the hospital to get a shot against the flu, but she denied it and started to play with her hands as a nervous reaction. 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 twenty 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 “Hunger Games”. The truth was , that if it was “Hunger Games” 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, when I realized where my entire life had go and the amazing hero I would be to my children. 17 of 33