I gazed at the window on my bedroom and saw the first star in the sky. I remember when you said that I should wish on the first star I can see and hope with all my heart that it will come true. That night, I wished for your return. I know that it wouldn’t be possible, I might be stupid and all. But still, I believe your words. I still wish for your return, even though that in heaven you might be peeking or the star itself was you.
Day by day, I am becoming convinced that we are living in the future.
I remember, we were just talking about head transplant during psychology class - the possibility of it and the harm it might bring to the people who will be under this operation. There was also one dystopian series that I have read written by Neal Shusterman wherein the society are more invested into developing transplants instead of medicine. They call the process as Unwinding - a bill that suggests deviant teenagers may undergo the said process wherein they donate their body parts and organ (as in everything) in certain people or in an organ bank. Well, that was scary. Anyway, here's the article about the current and will be first ever head transplant:
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