Inspiration
November 23, 2404
06:00
Not many people think highly of others. Especially the ones with high standards. Most people think they’re “too cool” to care about being attentive and intelligent, but here, that’s not the case.
I’ve had almost no social communication throughout my fourteen years of being alive. I try not to let that affect me too much. Having strong knowledge is more important to me than having a friend that will more than likely leave you one day. That’s happened to me way too many times in the past. I’ve seen friends come and go, and I’ve heard many reasons for why they left. “You’re too socially awkward. You look too much like a kid. You act too much like a kid. You’re too smart for me. I don’t like you.” I’ve heard them all. Throughout the years, putting up with insults is an easy task.
My brother and sister look up to me a lot, even though my brother is three years older, and my sister is six years older. They love me for who I am and how much I know. I love them just as much. They’re kind to me, and we rarely fight, mainly because we’re all mature enough to put the past in the past as fast as possible.
My mother and father are just as wonderful. Supporting me throughout my long journey and ridiculously difficult goals has always stuck with them. When I was born fourteen years ago, they just knew I would be an inspiration to my peers and family. Ever since I got my identification microchip, also known as an IDM, installed in my brain at age six, even the doctors were amazed at how much potential I had in me. The state requires every child who is six years old to go in and get a chip installed. This makes it so people know who you are if they ever need to identify you immediately. All inherited and learned behaviors develop within the IDM.
Climbing out of my bed, I got dressed and brushed my long dirty-blonde hair. Looking in the mirror, I look at my very short height and small figure, along with my soft white skin, and two bright blue pearls of light - my eyes, which always seemed to become brighter when I was inspired. It was a cool feature that I was lucky to inherit from my IDM. Just about to finish up in my room, someone began knocking on my door. It was my brother, Kane.
“I’m going to leave for school, Amy.” My family called me Amy, my real name being Amielle. It was just a short, quick way to say my ridiculously long name.
“This early? It’s only 6:30.” I replied.
“Yeah, I know. I failed a trigonometry test and I need to go in early to retake it,” Kane sighed. “I wish I could be as smart as you so I didn’t have to go to school, you know?”
I smiled. “You’re smart, Kane, and you know it. Stuff happens.”
He smiled back. “Alright. See you later.”
“Bye.” I shut my door when he left and sat down at my desk. I grabbed my phone to look at the time. It wasn’t 7:00 yet. That’s usually when everyone in my house is gone, which allows me to go to my secret place. Nobody knows about my secret place; it’s where I go to meditate and relax my mind before going through the day. I was always home by myself for about eight hours until Kane and my sister Harper came home. I never really know where Harper goes during the day, considering that she doesn’t care about college at all, and would rather just sit home. She’s had a job before, but eventually became bored with it and quit.
7:00 came, everyone was out of the house. I grabbed my jacket to keep warm in the forty-degree morning weather in Sunset City. Arriving at my “secret place,” I got the same wonderful feeling every time I first get here. The view explains the name of my city. Beautiful orange-red sunset, glistening water, tall grass. I’ve been going here every morning for a year now, and I can definitely say that the experience is worth it every single time. The same typical smile of mine was made every time I sat down on the log in the middle of my secret place. I began humming tunes to myself as the sun continued to rise, and as thoughts collected in my mind.
About fifteen minutes of sitting there pondering, a brilliant idea came to my mind while thinking about my siblings. I thought to myself, “In the future, what if doctors modified an IDM to know everything in the world? That would make most people’s lives so much easier, not having to stress over school while opening up job opportunities that most people give up on working for.” I wasn’t just going to let that thought slip my mind. I wanted to do something about it, make it become a reality.
Because reality is now. And now, I want to attempt a new innovation.
