My parents have always told me that everything happens for a reason. But for one reason or another I've always blown the idea off.
On my sixteenth birthday, though, I was chosen.
It wasn't like it was something I wanted. Or something that anyone could have predicted. Well, anyone other than Them couldn't have predicted it. I was normal. Your average teenager. A junior in high school, taking mainly AP classes, receiving mediocre grades. I played basketball and was on the swim team. Junior Class Treasurer. I was single. I had a group of girls that were my best friends; we did everything together. I had a twin brother, Tom. I was looking into attending a UC Berkeley or UC Santa Barbara after high school. I was looking into the possibility of majoring in English Lit. I wanted to be a high school English teacher.
I was normal.
But this changed me. Changed my future. Changed my expectations, my goals, my relationships.
They changed me.
And in return-
I changed the world.