I stood there wondering where I would be if I hadn’t taken that one decision. Fake. That’s exactly what my life had become and it all happened because of that one piece of paper. In my society, when you finish year 12, you’re given a data with the possible career choices you could choose. Simply, our genetics were our deciders and our future all depended on the percentage of perfect genetics within our body. I wanted to become an engineer all my life, but that one paper changed it all. 93% was required, and I, only got 90%. Usually 3% doesn’t seem so important, but that 3% for me was as important as a shell for a turtle. It wasn’t only me though. Half the students in my grade couldn’t get into what they always wanted to, however the only difference was that I took a step to reach my dreams. From Steven Rodwick, I became Dave Bewil, the number one engineer in Los Angles. Just from simply changing my identity, I got a chance to work in the top company, Cosworth. People couldn’t even imagine of working here, and I had easily made it from just changing my name. Amazing what a name can do.
The room was filled with the ticking noises of the people typing away on their computers. People running around like it were the end of world. I sat there looking at them all and trying to distinguish what they had that I didn’t. They had two arms, so did I. So how come they got in but I had to change everything just to get where I am today? Well, that wasn’t of importance now, I had to remain as Dave all my life, which I actually didn’t mind. The clock struck 1 and it was lunch time. I began walking towards the canteen, when suddenly I bumped into Sarah.
“Dave, have you also become blind as well as being dumb?”
“I’m sorry Sarah; I was just in a hurry”
“Just as they all say; made from the same plastic”
She walked off swinging her arms side by side, and left me thinking what exactly she meant from same plastic. I gave it a thought and then realised lunch was over. We only got...