When someone is forced into a test tube and their genes are changed one letter at a time, what's the result?
It was finally the weekend and there was just too much time on my hand. No one was free. They were all shopping at the mall or just hanging out with their friends. Even my best friend Sarah was gone for Memorial weekend. I was just stuck at home with my little Yorkie Kiwie.
I walked into the living room with Kiwie in my arms sleeping soundlessly. I sat down in front of the TV flipping through channel after channel, trying to find something good to watch. I finally settled for Scream 3. It wasn't that scary though.
I petted the ball of fur in my lad as she moved every once in a while. After about 45 minutes I gave up on TV for my entertainment. I switched to my studying that I had put off from. The pile of work that had to be done was endless, so I was guessing now would be a good time to start.
I slipped Kiwie off my lap and a book to replce her. I flipped to the first page and just sighed, dreading what was going to be stuck in my brain for the next 3 weeks.