What lies? 1

 I sat at the dining room table eating my bowl of cereal. It was so healthy that the cardboard box it came in might even more flavor then it did. I didnt even have real milk, instead my parents invented a substatute for it. They called it "Gods milk" When really i don't think God intended milk to be made out of veggies!

I tried to ignore the fact the cereal was so plain I wanted to gag, and tried to figure out what I was to ask my parents when they returned from their top secret lab. You see recently I was cleaning out the back spare room and I found a folder that had fallen behind a book shelf.

I not really caring about it tossed it off to the side and continued to vacuum around the book shelf. I was humming a song to myself trying to just get the room clean. After I had finished i looked around then for some reason glanced over at the folder. A lable placed on it said Project 4509-t3 : Study of human creation. I found that title interesting and decided to look in the folder. I sat down the vacuum and made my way over to it. I sat down in my mother's rocking chair and opened it up.

Upon opening it, there was definatly one thing that made it questionable. A polaroid of a newborn baby girl with light blue eyes was laying on a labratory counter with tubes hooked up to it, standing beside this little girl was my parents (Adopted parents). I was puzzled as why my parents had this photo so I began to read an entry wrote beside the polaroid. March 2nd, 1992: In all my years of working in this study I never thought it would work. I was amazed at how perfect everything played out, and this creation a baby girl is laying before us. After years of trying to find the right gene, we found it. Combinded with our gene we were able to make a human out a test tube and tamper with it making sure when born it'd be a girl, with blue eyes and black hair and most importantly, the ability to never get ill to never cry, to never feel pain.... The entry went blank after that. I dropped the folder on the ground. I had a chill down my spine, what did this mean? How could they create life and tamper with it in a test tube? Who is this child, or creation they made? I was confused but then something hit me like a rock, up to the age of 4 or so I had light blue eyes, and my hair is black.. No it cant be! I thought to myself, am I really the baby in the polaroid? I sat back and thought, growing up I never had to blow my nose, I never got headaches, I never had cramps, I never got the flew, I didnt feel much when I broke my ankle and walked on it for weeks until I knew it was broken. And when I was told I was adopted and my real parents were dead I didn't shed a tear I just said "Okay."

I use to think I was just tough, and who I am is all me.. But I began to realize if I really am, that baby... Then who am I? What is my purpose?

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So now sitting here eating my cereal, which reminds me my parents were super health freaks and that might play a part in their study. I decided what I was to ask.

When they walked into the door after work I was sitting in the big blue chair next to the fire place. "Ziana what are you doing up this late?" My mother asked as my father pointed to the folder in her hands and my mothers jaw dropped. "Who am I Mother,Father? What is project Project 4509-t3?"