Program 428 “Jayson Jay Cooley, hmm, what a name. So why do you think you should be considered to be one of the first to get this program?”
“Well, to be honest, you probably have thousands of more interesting people that would look better getting the program. They would bring more interest and popularity to the program and that would get you more money. But, in all honesty, I am bored. I am sick and tired of my life and I am looking for something new and different to hopefully change it up a bit,” I said confidently because that came out way better than how I practiced it.
“Mr. Cooley,” the interviewer paused, “I like you. You are very honest about your reasons here and I would have to say that you are the first. Let me talk to the board …show more content…
What did he mean ‘Just be careful’? I’m sure it wasn’t anything to worry about. If it were really important, he would have gone into more detail, right?
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I could not be more relieved walking into my apartment after the long day I had just experienced. I plop down on the old black leather couch and stare at the pictures on my coffee table. I see the one of my siblings and me. We all look so happy in the photo. I am extremely proud of both my little brother and little sister. My brother only 1 year younger than me, owns a major business in California and my sister who is 3 years younger, is a companion animal vet and loves her job.
Moving on to the next one makes me both mad and sad. Seeing Jacie and me at the zoo reminds me of all the memories we had together. Granted there weren’t many because she barely made any time for me, I still miss it. I still miss her.
Finally looking at the one of my parents and me makes my heart ache. I cannot believe that it has been 20 years since my father died. Every time I see the three of us together, it takes me back to the day it happened. Me yelling for him, excited to see him, him looking up from the roof to look at me, his foot slipping and him sliding down the roof, him falling three stories to land on the table-saw with the saw right through his head. It was an awful thing for a seven year old to …show more content…
Every day I slowly start to hate my real life more and more and want to be in my virtual life. I stopped doing my work and I daydream all day. I’ve even skipped worked some days just so I could stay home and be in my alternate reality. Every day, I stay in the other reality longer and longer. When I come out of it, I feel drained and weary. I didn’t start to notice it until one day I can’t stand up after leaving my monitor. I immediately started looking for my phone. I need some answers.
“Um hello? What is going on here?” I asked the interviewer.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“Why is this happening to me? I am extremely exhausted after coming out of my alternate reality. How do I stop it?”
“I am very sorry sir, but we have already left the country and I am not allowed to give out any information over the phone. Have a good day.”
What the heck.. This is stupid. Why? I’m scared to go back in now. What if something bad
“Well, to be honest, you probably have thousands of more interesting people that would look better getting the program. They would bring more interest and popularity to the program and that would get you more money. But, in all honesty, I am bored. I am sick and tired of my life and I am looking for something new and different to hopefully change it up a bit,” I said confidently because that came out way better than how I practiced it.
“Mr. Cooley,” the interviewer paused, “I like you. You are very honest about your reasons here and I would have to say that you are the first. Let me talk to the board …show more content…
What did he mean ‘Just be careful’? I’m sure it wasn’t anything to worry about. If it were really important, he would have gone into more detail, right?
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I could not be more relieved walking into my apartment after the long day I had just experienced. I plop down on the old black leather couch and stare at the pictures on my coffee table. I see the one of my siblings and me. We all look so happy in the photo. I am extremely proud of both my little brother and little sister. My brother only 1 year younger than me, owns a major business in California and my sister who is 3 years younger, is a companion animal vet and loves her job.
Moving on to the next one makes me both mad and sad. Seeing Jacie and me at the zoo reminds me of all the memories we had together. Granted there weren’t many because she barely made any time for me, I still miss it. I still miss her.
Finally looking at the one of my parents and me makes my heart ache. I cannot believe that it has been 20 years since my father died. Every time I see the three of us together, it takes me back to the day it happened. Me yelling for him, excited to see him, him looking up from the roof to look at me, his foot slipping and him sliding down the roof, him falling three stories to land on the table-saw with the saw right through his head. It was an awful thing for a seven year old to …show more content…
Every day I slowly start to hate my real life more and more and want to be in my virtual life. I stopped doing my work and I daydream all day. I’ve even skipped worked some days just so I could stay home and be in my alternate reality. Every day, I stay in the other reality longer and longer. When I come out of it, I feel drained and weary. I didn’t start to notice it until one day I can’t stand up after leaving my monitor. I immediately started looking for my phone. I need some answers.
“Um hello? What is going on here?” I asked the interviewer.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“Why is this happening to me? I am extremely exhausted after coming out of my alternate reality. How do I stop it?”
“I am very sorry sir, but we have already left the country and I am not allowed to give out any information over the phone. Have a good day.”
What the heck.. This is stupid. Why? I’m scared to go back in now. What if something bad