Time to Go

It was a miserable old day. I was sitting on my phone looking at the news in shock, NASA had announced they would send a small group of people to space to attempt to be the first group to live in space. They have already set up lots of supplies up there, so it makes sense. I had always wondered why they wanted to send someone to space to live because our planet was dying, and there was very limited things we could do about it. So now they are moving to the last resort which would be moving to different planets in our solar system, specifically Mars. But they would have to go to the moon first to live so they can pick themselves back up after a while and head over to Mars and start living there too. Mars was a reasonably good distance away from the sun, so that we could still gain sunlight and heat while not getting burnt to a crisp or getting froze from being trillions of miles away from our sun in our solar system. So it made sense why they would want to move there. It is sad though, that we must move to an entire new environment, never mind that but entire new ground. A new planet! And that we couldn't just stay here, all because of us. We did this, we done this to ourselves. We made climate change, we created dangerous fumes. We cut down all those trees. We even poisoned our seas and oceans with rubbish and plastic. Now we have to save ourselves from being in incredible danger.

Later on in the day, my favourite afternoon TV chat show came on, and the topic was about NASA's group of people being to be the first group living on the moon using the frozen ice particles in the moon rock to provide water. And then the food would be sent there with them, and then they would see how long they would live there and see when we could all go up and live there on our favourite lunar planet millions of miles away from us and then years later we would move to a desert planet suitable to live on. It was scary thinking about how far humans have advanced, not in technology or capabilities, but human smartness itself. They were even speaking the exact same thing but only out loud on TV where I was thinking of it in my mind. I was curious though. Of how they would actually do it. I've seen them explain it, but I want to see how it is really done. So then I realised, not always does curiosity kill the cat, but sometimes it can learn the cat something new. In me being the cat, I would have to see it for myself, in which yes, I am going to attempt to become pat of the group going to live in space. It is a huge risk and that is why they're doing it, to see how a few members of the public would go to space and see if they would last for a limited time, or if they would survive and their dreams are possible and can become reality to everyone. So I headed to their website and a brand new article had been put up to sign up for this event. I signed and up and they said they would email me within the next 14 days to decide whether or not I had been accepted for this incredible journey. I am only 21, and I'm already going to space and risking my life terribly but like I said earlier, I have to do this to fulfil my curiosity.

An entire 2 weeks had past and I kept checking and refreshing my inbox. I was so eager to find an email saying, "To Maria, I wish to inform you that we have accepted your request to be amongst 12 people to be the first of many to reside on the moon and test out how life would occur there so that we can get our plans to move most of our current population to the moon and later on in time, Mars. Many Thanks, NASA" But I had very high expectation that I would get a no from them, since it only makes sense. I mean, why would they accept someone like me? Honestly. But then, I refreshed my inbox again to find an email from them their very selves. NASA it said. Right in front of me. Now I knew this was it. Whether it was a yes or a no, I just had to deal with it. I opened it. And it said most of the exact same stuff I'd thought it would say, with of course a few changes there and there. But I was reading it and I came across the word "Yes" and I thought they were saying yes they understand or something like that but no, they said yes to my request. I was absolutely shellshocked. I was in utter disbelief. I quickly went to check and see if it was real or a fake email. It looked official, and then I saw the genuine name and a verification sender tick beside the name. And the email address was legit. This was it, I'm going to space. And I saw something I totally wasn't expecting at all, it told me the date I was going! I wasn't expecting to find out this quickly! But I did, and it was next month. They said I should inform everyone of my departure. In which I would later do. I immediately phoned my mother, and I had told her what was going on. Of course she was shocked. She was about to say goodbye to her child forever. With the exceptional contact that I could make from space by using satellite communication. I then told my 2 sisters and they also took it very badly, then I told my 3 brothers, and they didn't want to believe me until I showed them the email that I had been sent many hours earlier in the day.

A month had past and my 43 year old mother and the rest of my siblings, as well as my granny, was there saying goodbye at the NASA Centre. They wouldn't stop waving and we had to hire a mini bus to get there since my mother, granny and all my siblings including me had to get to the NASA Centre. Once I walked in those doors with really good AC hitting my head and working its way down my body to cool me down, I had felt emotions kicking in. I was about to leave my family. My mother and granny was the people I would never see again, but eventually in the far future when everybody moves to space I will see them again. But then I remembered why I was doing this. Because of curiosity and I knew we were doing his to see if members of the public would actually survive up there so we could die if we couldn't survive up there or if something goes horribly wrong. But I knew if I wanted to find out how this worked and I had my curiosity, I knew I would have to fulfil my curiosity and be satisfied. Yet in the end, I did.

The End