The Guy with a Big Dream

The Guy with a Big Dream

by Javaughna Williams

I was just a normal guy. I’d always felt like I’d never live up to my true potential like my grandfather did.

Sergeant Christopher Adams, also known as my Pops. He was a legend. As me and my family were just sitting around, we got this message from the Galactic Force:

Dear Christopher Adams ll,

We need you. The spacecraft is in need of some helpers, and we feel that you are the right person for the job.

I thought to myself, this is my time, this is my moment to prove that I can live up to my grandfather’s name. My mother and my father thought it was a bit stupid and dangerous for me to be going up in space.

They were afraid because my grandfather went missing. But I’m partially an adult, so let’s goooooo.

As I got on the spacecraft, they directed me to this room, and as I looked around, I saw my name on stuff, so I was a bit confused. The captain came in and said:

“This was your grandfather’s room.”

“Whoa, this room is amazing. My grandfather really outdone himself.”

As we went on talking, we got called to the front of the ship. It was just an orientation for the newbies like me. As a few days went by in space, all I really did was cook food for them. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love cooking, I learned to cook from my grandmother. After a few days went by, there was an alien attack. I saw people run out but not back in, so when I got to check, it looked like we were losing. The captain started calling out for more people, and I asked if I could go out and help. First, he just looked at me, because all I’d been doing was cooking and not training, but I begged him like a puppy to let me go because I wanted to save the world too.

And as we went out, they brought new weapons and we scared the aliens off for now at least. When we came back from space, there

were a bunch of people standing around where we had to land, so when we got to the ground, this lady ran up to me and said, “OMG, can we get an interview with you? Most people who go into space don’t come back.”

As I’m waiting to be interviewed, I’m getting a little sweaty because I’m nervous. This was my first time ever being interviewed on TV and it was live, so if I messed up, it would be there forever. As I walked onto the stage and took my seat, the cameraman said, “you’re gonna do fine, so don’t worry . . . Just breathe in and out.”

As I breathed in and out, I looked at the countdown with two minutes till going live. As seconds went by, I became very chill and ready to go. The guy behind the camera said:

“Going Live in 3 . . . 2 . . . 1.”

As the reporter talked, I just sat there as quiet as a mouse, when she called me out.

“This our new guest! Tell them about yourself.”

“Hello, my name is Adams. Christopher Adams ll.” As we sat there, they were staring at me as if they wanted me to tell them more. As I opened my mouth, the reporter said, “the guest will be asking you questions about what’s been going on . . . Why did your parents name you Christopher Adams?”

“My grandfather used to be in the military. As a soldier. In the galactic army. While my grandfather was protecting the world, the spacecraft got hit by a meteor, which caused a hole to form in the side of the ship and my grandfather pulled everyone to safety and patched the hole up before they all got lost into space. They gave him a badge, but no one has seen him since then. His name was Sergeant Christopher Eric Adams.”

As I looked around, people’s faces were surprised and impressed by what my grandfather did and us being in space. I don’t blame them for being impressed, because when I heard about it, I was impressed as well.

“OK, now for the second question. What do you see yourself doing in the future?”

“Well, in the future, I see myself being in the galactic military, going against our enemies. Not just to fill a part, but to stand up for our nations, just like my grandfather. Or just maybe a chef in space. I love cooking and there are people living on the spacecraft, so I want them to have the best food possible.”

As I blabbered on about what I like to do, the people looked at me as if I’d opened their eyes to new ideas and hopes. As we moved on, she asked, “if you had one word to describe yourself, what would it be?”

It took me a while to respond, but I just thought back to my old answer and it flowed out of me like words in a book:

“The word I would use is optimistic. I would use that word because, even though my grandfather lost his life in the Galactic War, I still want to fight for what’s right. After what I did in space, I realized that I was basically ready to protect the universe.”

As we ended, the people started clapping and thanking me for all my grandfather did for me. And since then, I’ve always liked to tell my stories about the adventures I went through in space and the things we could always accomplish if we try and never give up. When I got home, I decided to go through some more of my grandfather’s footage, but as I was looking for more footage of my grandfather, I saw one marked Top Secret. As I watched it, I analyzed it more, and something caught my eye. I jumped in shock as if I’d just seen a ghost.

MY GRANDFATHER WAS AN ALIEN.

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