A RACE AGAINST TIME

A RACE AGAINST TIME

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Help us please, please!' I nodded to the frantic men and saw the pregnant young woman laying face down, her bump so large that it looked abnormal. I couldn't tell if she was breathing from where I stood. I had to get on to the crowded dingy to ensure she was alive. The oath I gave to save lives when I became a doctor flashed in my mind as men yelled in languages I'd never learnt. I witnessed the anguish written on their faces and instinctively knew that I had to save these people no matter what. I didn't care about their status. Immigrants were people too. If there was a trafficker on board. I wouldn't recognize him. My job was to save lives. The authorities would see to any criminals. Wasn't it our job to save the vilest of criminals including serial killers? I was getting pissed off waiting to hear news from our side. I had to jump into their dingy now to get to the pregnant woman. My feet tilted on the edge of our boat until their dingy was touched ours. I barked orders to Joe and bounced off our boat landing in the overcrowded rubber dingy. Hands pulled me to safety. I stood up and searched for her, but all I saw was a blur of terrified men. They parted and sat at the very edge to give me the space I needed to tend to the unconscious pregnant woman who lay collapsed in water that was steadily rising in the dingy.
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HOPE

It was a bright, summer day. Mr. and Mrs. Evans were both in the hospital, ready to give birth. But they were really scared. It's their first child so Mrs. Evans was really afraid of how it might go. "It's okay, honey. It'll be okay." Mr. Evans tried to reassure his wife, stroking her head soothingly. "But what if the baby comes upside down? What if there's something wrong with her? What if it hurts?" She asked questions so quickly that Mr. Evans doesn't even have time to answer any of them. "The baby will be fine. Don't worry. It won't hurt as well. It'll be over before you even know it." But no matter what he said, she was shaking with fear and panic. The doctor came towards them. "Do we have a name for her?" She asks as they wait for a contraction. Mr. Evans looked between the doctor and his wife before answering, "Actually, we haven't-" "Hope" Mrs. Evans looked up at him, smiling. "Hope Evans." ~~*~~ Hope Evans lost more in her life at such a young age. She lost every dream she has ever had, lost everything she held dearly and she lost everyone she ever loved. She had to begin all over again. Only to be fallen right back down. Will she be happy again? Will she be able to dream again? But most importantly, will she be able to love again? Despite everything she faced, she hopes to gain everything she once loved. Some say that hope is just a delusion. Is it?

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