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I Saved the World

  • Writer: Christie Lam
    Christie Lam
  • Oct 11, 2020
  • 4 min read

Everyone says I’m crazy. I am not. I promise that what I saw that night was real. Everyone is blinded by the government. I did not kill the president. I killed an alien. “Oliver, no one is calling you crazy. Can you elaborate on what you mean when you say, ‘I did not kill the president; I killed an alien’?”, said Dr. Pommator from the psych ward. Dr. Pommator was one of them. He was manipulating my thoughts with his words; telling me that I was hallucinating and there were no aliens. He was one of them. He is trying to distract me so they can take over. They’ll see. They will all see. “Let me tell you how it all began doctor”, I responded.

It was March 35. Wait no, that’s wrong. It was March 25, 2020. Yes, March 25, 2020. A pod crashed around 3:31 a.m. containing a moribund alien life form. Immediately, I was paged into a meeting with the president. He was convinced that there would be an alien invasion. I, on the other hand, was skeptical. This could be a superman situation where we can finally have a hero in our midst. But, Mr. President was insistent on this very fact that we would have an alien invasion and that he had the perfect solution. “They’re going to kill us all. ALL OF US. YOUR MOM, YOUR GRANDMA, YOUR KIDS! EVERYONE. As part of the government, it is our collective duty to do whatever we must to save the population. When I was working at NASA, we developed a theory that was proven right by many scientists including me. I have the files to prove it. This is the only way. If not, we will be slaughtered”, he said this in a defensive voice that seemed like he was hiding something behind his words.

There was something off. There was some sort of maniac tone; it was as if he was smiling behind those words. I knew I had to check those reports. Luckily, we were all sent a copy of them. Unfortunately, all the seals and signatures checked out; they were real papers. Somehow, the calculations were strange; there were certain figures that didn’t match up. The theory was the following: because most alien figures, as shown in our moribund alien, did not contain white blood cells, when penetrated with human blood, they died. His plan was to kill all incarcerated inmates and the ones below the poverty line in order to have enough blood to kill off the alien invaders and save the population; this way, no one would notice any societal change. The government approved; they wanted everything to remain a secret. I, skeptically, tested the theory. Obviously, I injected myself with alien blood before testing out the theory. But when I penetrated my left arm with human blood, I became stronger and could see the far beyond; some would say I grew a third eye. You see doctor, his theory was wrong. This would not kill the aliens; this would fortify them and give them the advantage of killing us and taking over our earth. I was outraged upon realizing this and decided to speak to the president about this issue. Doing the math, I was confident that we did not need to kill millions of people. My research showed that we needed to stab them with lead instead.

Furiously, wanting to save humanity’s life, I went to the President’s office to submit to my findings. But when I entered his office, I saw the President in a pink skin floating above his desk while making a call about planning an alien invasion. Upon hearing this, I knew I had to do something. I had to kill the alien invader. It was the only way to save all of us. To save our mothers, grandmothers, and even children. I devised a plan.

The night before the assassination scheme, I got my costumes ready; a chef, a bodyguard, and a pilot. When dawn broke, I got dressed in my bodyguard disguise and went into the President’s quarters. “Good morning Mr. President. Should I request the same breakfast?”, I had to make it seem like a regular day. If not, my plan would go to waste. “Hmmm. I believe today I will go for an English Breakfast”, replied the president. I found that interesting. It was said to believe that the sun never set on the British empire. This meant that his plan was going accordingly, and he would be able to make the earth rise to its full potential. I had to act quickly. This might have been where my stealth dropped. I was willing to do anything to be able to save the population against this evil, corrupt alien. I then changed into my cook disguise and decided to add a special ingredient to his meal. It turns out that Anthrax, the deadly bacteria, was a common weakness that both humans and aliens had; I smeared his meal with it. After delivering his meal, I went on to switch into my pilot disguise in order to switch the fuel for water in the president’s helicopter. When the president would fly to the nearest hospital, the helicopter would malfunction due to the switch in fuel and combust. By 2 p.m. the deed was done, but what I had not calculated were the cameras. Security saw me and sent guards to arrest me.

And well here we are Doctor. As I stated before, I am not crazy. Everyone says I am. Including you. I have told you this same story multiple times, yet you still do not believe me. You may throw me back in isolation, but I did this for the good of humanity. “You may be excused Oliver”, she had a disappointed tone, “Throw him in the pit. I guess his injected alien blood has failed him. Maybe next time he’ll say the truth”

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