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It was a monday morning and i was extremely late for
school, like usual. I just had to get that extra 10
minutes of sleep, i mean, who wouldn't want more sleep?
My father, a profound scientist within the community was
able to drop me off at school once i got ready. On the
way to school i asked my father what was new, of course,
not really expecting anything past a 2 word response.
Instead he starts talking to me about work, telling me
how his team is working on developing everlasting life
via stemcells, although very risky, could prove to be
ground breaking. I hardly listened, i couldnt care for
all that science hokus pokus. I said my goodbyes and
walked into school.
"What's up James?", my friend
called out. "Not much man, runnin a little late, but who
cares, i do what i want.", i reply. "Fair enough bro,
lets get going man, P.E. is the best!" "So glad we have
it together to start our day off." Dan cheerfully said.
"Yeah man, i can't wait, i hope we get to do something
fun like dodgeball or basketball." I hoped. We both
walked into the gym, sat down, as everyone stared at us
for walking in 5 minutes late, as if we were the devil
itself. "Glad you two could join us." Mrs. Christiansen
says. I get along great with her, i'm kind of what you
would call her prized gem of her classes. "Alright guys,
today we are going to be playing some football!" Mrs.
Christiansen told everyone. "Yeah!!!!" "Woooo!!"
"Tight!!", the whole class cheered at the fact we get to
play a fun sport all class long.
We all gathered
outside, sorted teams and started playing, i was the
running back, im relatively skinny, about 105lbs on the
dot, but all my muscle was located in my calves and
thighs, so not many people in our school could outrun
me, especially in the 40 yard dash, which i crush by the
way, 4 seconds flat. Class was going smooth until the
last 10 minutes of class, I scored quite a few
touchdowns and a guy on the opposing defence, John Roth,
the school douchebag, was eyeing me down into the
ground. I was practically sweating from that stare, but
i thought nothing of it.
The ball is hiked, Dan
is playing QB, we usually are perfecting in-sync. He
finds me open, or so he thought, throws the ball to me,
i make the catch, but John was eyeing me the whole time,
he dead sprints straight at me. I just caught the ball
so i'm not up to speed yet and John was just feet away,
i could tell by his eyes he was going to make this hurt
as much as he can. I close my eyes and braced for the
worse, which i unfortunately got.
TWO DAYS
LATER
I awoke to my family and Dan looking at
me, my vision was blurred, but i could make them out
easily enough. "James! James! You're awake! How are you
feeling?! Are you ok?!" I was barraged with question
after question. "Wait slow down, what happened, where am
I?" i said. "Honey, you're in the hospital, you got
tackled and got a concussion, a broken arm and a
possible broken back." My mom tried to say whilist
crying. "oh my god..." i spoke in between deep breaths.
"Tell me about it.." Dan says. "Excuse me, hartford's?
Since James has woken up, i'd like to run those tests
now to see if there is actually any permenant damage, if
that's alright." The Doctor states. "Oh yea, sure go
ahead." my parents reply.
I ly there trying to
catch my breath and focus, which was extremely hard, my
parents were trying to talk to me but i asked them to be
quiet so i can rest a bit, they oblidged. About 30
minutes later the Doctor comes back and calls my parents
out of the room, once again, i expected the worse, which
i'm probably going to get, just my luck.
"Mr. and
Mrs. Hartford, i'm sorry to say this, but the concussion
is quite severe and causing slow internal bleeding in
his brain, possible tumor formation, combined with some
small spinal complications this could turn out to be
James last couple days on earth, i'm so sorry." the
doctor whispered. "Oh no… what can you do, Doctor,
please tell me there are options." both parents said.
"I'm sorry, if there was options, i would of told you,
but the problems with the spine won't allow us to try
and minimalize the swelling and internal bleeding he has
in his brain, once again, i'm so sorry." the doctor
urged out of him.
My parents started crying,
hugging eachother and what not, Dan ran out of the
building in tears, in fear of me seeing him cry. The
doctor then came and told me everything. I was dazed, i
couldn't believe what i was hearing, but it was true, i
was dying slowly. "I recommend you take him home and
just have some nice family time before his time is up,
you are lucky you even get that, i don't even know how
he came out of his coma." The doctor recommended.
We got home that night, it was extremely quiet, my
parents were still stunned, losing their only child,
since my father can't produce anymore due to a car
accident, they had no hopes for any other kids beyond
me. I went straight to bed, as i didn't want to face all
of this, i faintly heard my dad talking to my mom in the
hall way as i was falling asleep, it sort of seemed like
they were…happy?
I woke up from a dream where my
parents were experimenting on me, really creepy. My dad
walked in with my mom, they both had smiles on their
faces. "So, James, a while back i did some illegal
experimentation with stem cells, for the sake of
science, of course. Well i didn't think about it till
now, but i can save you, son. Would you like that?" Mom
was crying in happiness as my dad said this. "Well
uh…will it actually work just fine?", I retorted. "There
will be some.…side effects, but in a few years you will
be as good as new, i suppose the choice is up to you."
My dad said convincingly. "What kind of side
effects....?" Still not believing in this myself. "Well,
you see, as stem cells come from unborn babies and what
not, i found out how to mix the soul of the unborn with
another, the soul will carry the burden with you, and
the fresh cells will replenish your spinal fluid that
was damaged aswell as heal the internal bleeding would
and any dead tissue in there, You would, essentially, be
mixed with a newborn baby, and you would have to be
treated as such, because you, yourself, would be half
newborn, but i assure you, once this passes the 4 year
mark or so, your intelligence will take over the
toddlers intelligence and you will return to normal, so
what do you say son?" My dad coughed out. "Uhhh will i
be concsious for all of that stuff?" i said. "Yes,
you'll have to be, if we want you to grow perfectly you
will have to be nurtured again for the healing process
to be completed, granted, it's sort of a bonus for your
mom and i, since we have had a baby in 17 years." My dad
replied cheerfully. "I love you guys, you're the best
parents, and i want to live to be with you another day,
so yes, i'll go through with this." I worked up the
courage to say. "Alright good to hear, tonight we'll
begin." My dad excitedly said.
at about 8pm
my dad came in, "Time for bed, it's time to begin, i'm
going to have to put you out for 2 days straight in
order to do everything." my dad said. "Alright, sounds
easy enough." I said while lying down in bed. My dad
injected me with a variety of syringes full of unknown
substance, i was soon out like a wet candle.
I awoke from my operation, first thing i noticed was
i couldnt really see at all, more so i couldnt really
open my eyes, and i felt very emotional, i was on the
brink of crying. I tried to talk but all that came out
was wierd screech type of sounds and jarble that sounded
like splattering paint onto a wall. I was extremely
scared and i started to cry. I bawled for what seemed
like forever, until i heard someone walk in. "awhh hows
my little snookums doing, you're a cute lil man aren't
ya, aren't ya!?" my mom said to me as if she just had me
the day before. I continued to cry, i didn't know why, i
just did. "Peee yewww you smell like something died in
that diaper, let's get you changed my little man, then
i'll put you back down for a nap. The mention of diapers
didn't phase me, i didn't really even know what it was,
my consciousness felt like it was reduced to a mushy
puddle. My mom got me all changed, wiped the seedy poop
from my bottom, gave me a big ole' kiss and put me back
down into what is now my large crib, keep in mind i'm
still the same 105lb 17 year old. She put my pacifier
in, started my mobile and i quickly fell asleep.
I woke up at about 7am, 7 hours after i was last
awake. I immediately started crying, my mommy ran in and
swooped me up into her arms. She carried me on her hip
like how you see all moms doing with their young ones.
She laid me back down onto what i figured was a changing
mat. I could only focus on 1 word at a time and make out
a sentence in my conscious slowly, it took alot of
effort. Mom wiped the stale pee smell off my bottom and
privates, took me to the sink and put in a baby bath,
turned on the sink to luke warm water, and set me in the
baby bath in the sink. I couldn't really move, all that
was happening was my arms and legs twitching back and
forth and me crying when she washed my face, very
anticlimatic.
She picked me up out of the sink
bath, dried me off and started getting me dressed, she
diapered me in a large cloth diaper with a variety of
diapered animals on the cover, then she pulled a
onesieover my head and snapped it at the crotch, she
continued by putting on some overall shorts and a pair
of tennis shoes. She gave me a kiss, blew raspberries on
my belly, which made me giggle a tiny bit, then set me
on the living room floor and told me that she was going
to go eat, i couldn't even move to begin with so i just
sat there on my stomach with my legs arching outwards
like an infant and sucked on my fingers. Speaking of
food, i was getting quite hungry, i could feel my
stomach aching for food. I started crying.
"Aww
babycakes what's wrong???" my mom said to me as i cried
on the floor. She picked me up and bounced me on her
hip, i kept crying. "Oh little baby, i'm so sorry, it's
your feeding time already!" my mom gasped as she
remembered. She walked back into my nursery, sat down in
the rocking chair, dimmed the lights down low, my eyes
went black, i couldn't see as my vision was still coming
to. Mommy undid her shirt to reveal a breastfeeding bra,
she undid the hooks revealling both her breasts. I was
getting quite hungry and started to cry again. Right
when i started crying she cradled my head and put it
against her nipple, i instinctively started sucking, i
don't know why i just did. I continued to suckle as i
felt the creamy delicious milk enter my throat and fill
up my stomach. My stomach was getting pretty bloated but
i was still super hungry. She switched me to her second
breast, in the middle me suckling her delicious milk
from her breast, i felt a pressure somewhere and then it
was gone. My mother was humming a lullaby when all the
sudden she hears me do a long gurgly and wet poo in my
diaper along with wet farts as my diaper filled up with
the cottage cheese dijon mustard colored seedy poop, it
sounded like a 2 day old infant, which i pretty much
was. My mommy just kept patting my back and little
spurts of the infant poop came out until there was none.
She just finished breastfeeding me and i was
quite full, i was still having some occassional farts
and still filling my diaper with a mess typical of a
infant, but i guess thats what happens when your diet is
only breastmilk. My mommy reached for a burp cloth and
threw it over her shoulder, she picked me up and put me
over her shoulder and patted and rubbed my back for
probably 5 to 10 minutes, i felt pressure the entire
time until it happened. I spit up some of the
breastmilk, it came out all curdled, some went on the
burp cloth and the rest was running down my chin. My
mommy wiped the spit up breastmilk off my chin and put
me down for a nap after she undid my clothes and take
off that messy diaper, the breastmilk made the poop
exactly like a newborn, all curdled with a seedy
texture, and sort of mucusy. I fell right to sleep while
she was changing me.
To Be
Continued
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