My dream is almost at a success, but there is nothing that can completely
struggle I faced through my life. I am Jerome as everyone thinks, but
really inside I am
Vincent. I have been living a valid life in my invalid self, in this
genetically cast society,
where your DNA maps your entire life. In this society, your are normal if
genetically modified, and are guaranteed to succeed in life, whereas if
your not, you wont
be guaranteed to be accepted by society, and restricted to the manual labor
I was born with a heart condition, and was told that my life expectancy was
to only 30
years of age.
From that moment on, my parents knew that I would not live up
genetically superior standards in life and soon afterwards, I realized this
too. I was
automatically left with no choices in life. It wasn’t long after my birth
that my parents
had another baby, my brother Anton, but he was born of enhanced genes, just
like the rest
of the society. As years passed by with my brother Anton, I felt the real
natural born against genetically enhanced born as my brother Anton was much
than me, he was much faster and smarter then me, he was what society called
perfect, whereas I was the complete opposite. Even my parents had
acknowledged that I
am fated as a low class person in this society.
I became angered that Anton became taller then me so quickly, my parents
also gave him
all the attention and respect.
No matter how hard I trained or studied, I
just could not
make it to my dreams, which was to become an astronaut and leave Earth.
Because of my
genetic status, my applications were always rejected, so I was forced to
become a cleaner
at Gattaca, my parents told me this would be the closest I’d get to my
dreams. I wouldn’t
give up there though, I know I had the intellect and will power to do what
though my genetic status left me in no position to ever reach my goals. The
discrimination I faced proved that there is no equal opportunity for
everyone in this
world. I thought it might be possible for me to become accepted in this
when my brother Anton and I had a swimming competition where his strength
him and I had ended up saving him from drowning. Even though at this point
had proved to be better then his, I was still not accepted and still
unrecognized by anyone
in this society.
I soon decided to move out; I felt I had no reason to stay
at home as my
parents barely noticed I existed. I tore my photo out the family picture as
I left home.
No longer could I face the pressure of being an outcast, I was tired of
being cleaner and
was prepared to do anything to be recognized as a genetically superior
person. I had met
an unfortunate man named Jerome Morrow who became my room mate, but was in
severe accident which left him paralyzed and discarded from society also.
genetically advanced and through his help, for the first time I had become
recognized as a
normal person in this world. With my legs extended and with Jerome’s
identity I had
become a valid person, although I was forced to maintain this identity by
passing all the
screen tests with Jerome’s DNA, I had indirectly become Jerome Murrow.
had to scrape away my invalid self to ensure my real identity was not
I had finally gotten the job I had wanted, but life was still hard,
especially when the
mission director was murdered, and my invalid eyelash was accidentally left
behind at the
murder scene. There were new screen tests developed, I was becoming
fearful, I had to
concentrate harder and be more weary of my surroundings. I would do
anything to reach
my dreams, thus I had to make sure that no one would find out who I am
until I had
reached it. Soon I had met a girl named Irene, who in a way was like me,
she was among
the normal class society but still had flaws as she had a certain health
condition. This is
why I could easily relate to her as we became closer to each other.
wasn’t long until my
dream had come true as I was appointed to fly to Titan.
In the end, only few had found my real identity, including Irene. I now sit
spaceship ready for Titan as I had just reflected .