Chuck: My Story

(Last journal entry)

I'm really sick of the way people look at me. Man, if I wanna see what it feels like to free-fall down the Grand Canyon, it's my business! So what if I'm already a C-3 at eight-years-old? Big whopping deal. I'm REALLY eleven, mental-wise, you know. There's a big diff.

Mom says I oughta be careful; I mean, when I grow up and reach C-10 status, they'll probably deecee me as soon as they look at my file!

But I don't think so.

In fact, I bet they don't count how many deaths you had as a kid. They don't think I'm old enough to know what I'm doing. Which is fine with me.

I'm kind of getting tired of dying, though. I think I'm going to just stay a C-3 for a while. Dying and being recloned....well, the whole reeceeing thing is a pain. I mean, I wake up after dying, and I don't even remember dying! There's really no point to jumping off the Grand Canyon if you can't remember it after. Not to mention it's kinda weird to wake up in the chamber and not know how much time you've lost. Usually I wake up and I, like, go, "How much did I lose THIS time?"

I think when I grow up, I want to be the youngest 20-year-old in the world! I'll be mentally 20 years old, but my body'll be like ten or fifteen or something. That'd be really cool. Everyone'll think I'm grown up and won't bother me so much!

Especially dad. He always gets on my case. He thinks because he's some hot-shot lawman that he knows the difference between right and wrong. But I don't think anyone does, especially not Dad!

Well, I can't think of anything else to write, so I guess I'll stop here. Like I said, I'm gonna live for a while without getting reeceed. See what happens. I've never gone more'n two years without being reeceed before. Let's see if I can do it!

-CHUCK.
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