"Stay away from me!" Emily shouted then ran away from James as fast as she could. James was left surprised. The students in the park looked at him in a strange way.
"I didn't do anything!" He tried to defend himself against the looks of disgust from the people around him. They may think he was harassing a woman nonetheless a professor inside the school, so he had to defend himself.Emily couldn't stand it anymore. She was trying her best to calm down and think of how she got in this situation. She was waiting for anyone who would announce that everything was just a prank and that everyone took part in it, but it was already almost lunchtime and no one revealed the truth yet.Without looking back, she went out from the campus and headed straight home. There must be an explanation of how she ended up being a different person.Upon arriving home, she was greeted by her mom who looked worried seeing her. She was busy in her garden. Emily hugged her tightly for comfort."Are you okay, Emily? Why are you here so early?" Agatha, her mom, asked looking worried."Something happened to me today mom. I think I'm getting crazy.""Why? Did some students try to question your ability again? I told you not to pay attention to those kids. They are just jealous because you don't need to study like them when they are the same age as you."Emily let go of Agatha's embrace. "What? Are you also part of this act? Please stop it! It's not funny.""What are you talking about Emily Chavez? Is that how you talk to your mother?! Don't tell me now that you are earning your own money, you can speak to me like that! I didn't raise you to be such a rude daughter!"Agatha is a typical Asian parent. Respect for them is so essential that you would be considered as the most wicked person if you talk back to your parents. Emily is already accustomed to this situation. A simple explanation she makes would make her mom sound like a rapper."Everyone is saying I'm a professor at Denver University. I'm only 20 years old, mom. How can all of them treat me like a fool?""Because you're a professor! You finished your masters degree and are now taking a doctorate degree in your school. They offered you the job. I told you not to accept it since I want you to enjoy your student life, something you haven't enjoyed. You focused too much on your studies. Don't tell me now you're regretting your choice? I already told you Emily this day would come. See, I'm correct.""Mom!"Agatha took the stick she was using in the garden and beat Emily. "I told you not to shout at me! Go to your room! You would give me a heart attack. I would die early not because of illness or accident but because of heart attack. You and your father are the same!"Emily rushed to her room without saying any word. All she wanted was for her mom to listen to her. She was expecting that at least her mom could understand her situation and tell her what she had to do, but instead of getting solutions, she was scolded for useless reasons.She cried and cried that afternoon. She was feeling hopeless. Suddenly, she remembered one person who would definitely be willing to listen to her. She took her phone and called Kate."Hello. Best friend! How are you? I thought you already abandoned me." The person on the other line said. She sounded cheerful to receive the call from Emily, her best friend."Why would I abandon you? I usually give you a call twice or three times a week." Emily defended herself. According to what she remembers, she always updates Kate on how boring her life is as a nursing student."Excuse me. The last time you called me was like two years ago. We met just because you were forced by your mom to meet me. But at least we still had a good time that day and you admitted that you missed me. Remember when you left high school for college? I was so jealous of you for spending only two years in high school because of your in-depth knowledge in most of our subjects.""Didn't we meet last Saturday? We even went to our favorite cafe!""Are you on drugs? You know I still love you even though you changed a lot after becoming a professor. But loving you doesn't mean I have to change my beliefs and memories just to agree with you.""Let's meet now!" Emily demanded. The person from all the stories she has been hearing so far is definitely not her. She wants to understand what's happening. She's desperate to know the truth."Next time, please let me know your plans in advance. I have a date with my boyfriend. I will introduce him to you next time. I'm sure you will like him.""You have a boyfriend!? How come I don't know about it?" Kate and Emily share all their secrets with each other. This confession of Kate having a boyfriend without Emily knowing is like a betrayal of their friendship."If only you called often or met me then you would know about my boyfriend. I didn't know you would react that way. Sorry. Hmmm. You're making me cry. I didn't know you have that kind of emotion for me. You're indeed my bestfriend." Kate is known to be so sentimental and emotional. She cries about simple things."Of course I care for you. You're like my sister.""Thank you bestie. I will meet you tomorrow. I promise. Anyway, I have to go now. My bf is here. Good bye bestie. I miss you. Mwah!" The call ended without Emily even having a chance to say good bye. She felt abandoned and alone. She can't blame Kate for choosing her boyfriend. Anyway, in her memory, she was never the great friend to her. Emily decided to walk in the park near her house. This day has been very long for her. She just wanted to be alone and forget about the confusion she has been experiencing the whole day. She walked to the nearby park and stayed there for a couple of hours then came back to the park near her place. She wanted to exhaust her energy until she had nothing left. She's sure her mom already told everything to her dad, about how she talked back to her and how imaginative she was. She felt so tired but she didn't want to go back home yet. She checked her time. It's almost 9pm in the evening and she didn't have lunch nor dinner. The date is January 10, 2016.After 10 pm, she decided to go back home. She was happy not to see her parents in the living room. They usually stay here to watch the late news. She went to her room, took a shower and went to bed."You did well today Emily. Everything will be alright tomorrow." She uttered a short prayer before sleeping.Emily woke up from the alarm from her clock on her bedside table. She got up immediately and checked her phone. It's 7AM. She's aware that it's 7AM since her alarm clock is set to ring at that time, but she still wants to check it just in case it was too early or too late for her to wake up. She went straight to her small bathroom to take a shower. Her room is quite spacious with a few decorations hanging on the wall. She considers herself a minimalist. She doesn't feel comfortable posting anything on the walls in her room. She's also not that particular with colors. Her walls have a white floral wallpaper and the color of her bedsheet, pillowcases and blanket don't match. It's her mom who changes them once a month. After taking a shower and drying her hair, she put on a plain tshirt and jeans and took her backpack. She paused for a few minutes and sat down on the edge of her bed. "Do I still need to go to school?" She asked herself. Her experience yesterday was not good at all and d
Emily was confident in answering the questions in her biology exam, but the familiarity of the questions including the choices bothers her. She was surprised to see that it had the exact questions she saw in her dream. She looked around to check the reaction from other students. "Is it like de ja vu?" She asked herself. Can it still be part of her dream. "Focus on your test paper, Miss Chavez!" Professor Blakely shouted. He was staring at Emily with a suspicious look on his face. No one in the room said anything. Everyone was busy with their own test. Emily could feel a sense of guilt inside her. She clearly remembers how she checked the questions from her dream and what the answers were. One paper included the answers to the test. Although she doesn't need to recall the answers from the paper since she is familiar with all the questions in the test, she still feels uncomfortable knowing that her classmates worked so hard for this test. She finished her test faster than all her cla
"Here we go again." Emily murmured to herself. She was about to go back to her room when her mom shouted her name. "Emily! How long will you stand there? Don't tell me you won't eat your breakfast again? Working really changed you, huh! Earning your own money doesn't mean you can ignore the food I prepare at home!" Her mom always has a way to make her feel guilty which in reality is not effective at all. It has only been the second day for Emily to work. She can't even remember how she started working. Knowing that her mom won't stop nagging, she sat down on the dining table and examine the food in front of her: fried rice, fried fish, fried egg and the meat dish they had last night. On normal days, Emily would eat everything without any worries. She loves everything her mom cooks. But today is a special day, this is the first morning she would have breakfast as Professor Emily. Her dad sat down beside her without her even noticing. "I said good morning." He repeated. "Sorry, dad.
Being a nurse is a job mostly for women, Nurses have to be caring and understanding to their patients. Women have that motherly instinct which means taking care of others can be easier for them than men. Most people in Peter's family have the same thought. Nursing course is for women, but Peter ignored them all. Peter grew up in a simple family from the Philippines. His family moved to the country since he was young. His mom is a nurse while his dad works in a small restaurant downtown. It was his parents' dream for him to be architect or an engineer, but Peter ended up taking up nursing for his major despite his parents refusal. "You should listen to me. I'm a nurse. This job is too difficult. I just want you to be like other boys who can spend time with their family on holidays. I regret not being able to spend many Christmas and Thanksgiving with you and James because I have to work." It was when he announced to the family that he applied for a nursing school and he got accepted.
That night, Emily couldn't sleep. She was thinking deeply of how she ended up having this problem. She was thinking of everything Peter said. What if she would have to go through this problem forever? Does she have to spend a day in two separate days having different personas? She pities Peter. This experience must be so terrible for him knowing that he had face it alone. She can't imagine herself being abandoned by her parents. "I have to be nice to him starting tomorrow!" She got up from her bed looking so determined. She realised she doesn't have any reason to complain since Peter actually has a worse experience than her. Now that she knows she's not alone, she can get through this situation with Peter's help.Emily is known to her family and friends as someone who is so empathetic to others. She helped many people in her own simple way even though others don't ask her for help. She cries easily whenever she sees older people working or when she sees some stray animals who have no
January 12, 2016, the third day for Emily as a professor, the day she hopes won't happen again. She still hopes that the things that happened in the past days were only a part of her long dream and she will eventually wake up and laugh about it. She got up from her bed, took a shower and prepared to go to school. Her ID card is hanging in front of her vanity mirror. She never checked the details on her ID card for the past days since she it is always where it should be in the morning. She checked the detail in front of her card, it contains her name, student number and the phrase NURSING DEPARTMENT written in bold letters. "Student number!" She shouted. "I'm a student!" She hurriedly left her room and went to the kitchen where her parents are as usual. "I told you not to wear those crappy clothes! How can your students respect you if you just look like them? When will you start acting like a real adult?" She then look at her husband hoping to get support."Your mom is right. You sho
Emily's POV"I have a surprise for you." This statement keeps rewinding in my head. What could be his surprise? Maybe he would just show off his skills in basketball which I think everyone already knows. I have seen him play last year in the Sports Fest and I also saw him practicing in some of the games. He's indeed the star player of the nursing department. Nothing is surprising with that.I chose to spend the whole morning in the faculty room. I remember I have to check the papers for the last test. Luckily, I saw the answer key in one of my desk drawers. No matter how I try to accept my situation now, I still can't believe I would be a professor, let alone a biology professor. I have never liked science since I was young and my memory sucks. Whoever is behind this might be laughing right now knowing that I'm in big trouble."Professor Chavez, don't you have any plans to have lunch?" Professor Jennings asked. She's one of the three pharmacology professors in the university."I'm not
"EMILY'S BF! Who the hell is Emily? He's not referring to me, right?" Emily thought by herself. She wanted to shout at Peter and ask him what he's up to, but she also doesn't want to assume that it is her he is referring to."Look at Peter! I didn't know he has that sweet side of him. And his girlfriend has the same name as you. What department do you think she's from?" Professor Jennings asked. She was giggling while admiring Peter's courageous act."Probably from the Tourism department. I heard most students there are gorgeous." Emily answered. She doesn't want Professor Jennings to think that she could probably the same Emily Peter is referring to.Emily could hear many voices behind her stating how disappointed they are for this sudden turn of events. Most of the voices are of course from women. Peter has been the crush of many girls not only from the nursing department but from the whole campus."I still can't believe that he is the same Peter in our class. He is so quiet and sno
"EMILY'S BF! Who the hell is Emily? He's not referring to me, right?" Emily thought by herself. She wanted to shout at Peter and ask him what he's up to, but she also doesn't want to assume that it is her he is referring to."Look at Peter! I didn't know he has that sweet side of him. And his girlfriend has the same name as you. What department do you think she's from?" Professor Jennings asked. She was giggling while admiring Peter's courageous act."Probably from the Tourism department. I heard most students there are gorgeous." Emily answered. She doesn't want Professor Jennings to think that she could probably the same Emily Peter is referring to.Emily could hear many voices behind her stating how disappointed they are for this sudden turn of events. Most of the voices are of course from women. Peter has been the crush of many girls not only from the nursing department but from the whole campus."I still can't believe that he is the same Peter in our class. He is so quiet and sno
Emily's POV"I have a surprise for you." This statement keeps rewinding in my head. What could be his surprise? Maybe he would just show off his skills in basketball which I think everyone already knows. I have seen him play last year in the Sports Fest and I also saw him practicing in some of the games. He's indeed the star player of the nursing department. Nothing is surprising with that.I chose to spend the whole morning in the faculty room. I remember I have to check the papers for the last test. Luckily, I saw the answer key in one of my desk drawers. No matter how I try to accept my situation now, I still can't believe I would be a professor, let alone a biology professor. I have never liked science since I was young and my memory sucks. Whoever is behind this might be laughing right now knowing that I'm in big trouble."Professor Chavez, don't you have any plans to have lunch?" Professor Jennings asked. She's one of the three pharmacology professors in the university."I'm not
January 12, 2016, the third day for Emily as a professor, the day she hopes won't happen again. She still hopes that the things that happened in the past days were only a part of her long dream and she will eventually wake up and laugh about it. She got up from her bed, took a shower and prepared to go to school. Her ID card is hanging in front of her vanity mirror. She never checked the details on her ID card for the past days since she it is always where it should be in the morning. She checked the detail in front of her card, it contains her name, student number and the phrase NURSING DEPARTMENT written in bold letters. "Student number!" She shouted. "I'm a student!" She hurriedly left her room and went to the kitchen where her parents are as usual. "I told you not to wear those crappy clothes! How can your students respect you if you just look like them? When will you start acting like a real adult?" She then look at her husband hoping to get support."Your mom is right. You sho
That night, Emily couldn't sleep. She was thinking deeply of how she ended up having this problem. She was thinking of everything Peter said. What if she would have to go through this problem forever? Does she have to spend a day in two separate days having different personas? She pities Peter. This experience must be so terrible for him knowing that he had face it alone. She can't imagine herself being abandoned by her parents. "I have to be nice to him starting tomorrow!" She got up from her bed looking so determined. She realised she doesn't have any reason to complain since Peter actually has a worse experience than her. Now that she knows she's not alone, she can get through this situation with Peter's help.Emily is known to her family and friends as someone who is so empathetic to others. She helped many people in her own simple way even though others don't ask her for help. She cries easily whenever she sees older people working or when she sees some stray animals who have no
Being a nurse is a job mostly for women, Nurses have to be caring and understanding to their patients. Women have that motherly instinct which means taking care of others can be easier for them than men. Most people in Peter's family have the same thought. Nursing course is for women, but Peter ignored them all. Peter grew up in a simple family from the Philippines. His family moved to the country since he was young. His mom is a nurse while his dad works in a small restaurant downtown. It was his parents' dream for him to be architect or an engineer, but Peter ended up taking up nursing for his major despite his parents refusal. "You should listen to me. I'm a nurse. This job is too difficult. I just want you to be like other boys who can spend time with their family on holidays. I regret not being able to spend many Christmas and Thanksgiving with you and James because I have to work." It was when he announced to the family that he applied for a nursing school and he got accepted.
"Here we go again." Emily murmured to herself. She was about to go back to her room when her mom shouted her name. "Emily! How long will you stand there? Don't tell me you won't eat your breakfast again? Working really changed you, huh! Earning your own money doesn't mean you can ignore the food I prepare at home!" Her mom always has a way to make her feel guilty which in reality is not effective at all. It has only been the second day for Emily to work. She can't even remember how she started working. Knowing that her mom won't stop nagging, she sat down on the dining table and examine the food in front of her: fried rice, fried fish, fried egg and the meat dish they had last night. On normal days, Emily would eat everything without any worries. She loves everything her mom cooks. But today is a special day, this is the first morning she would have breakfast as Professor Emily. Her dad sat down beside her without her even noticing. "I said good morning." He repeated. "Sorry, dad.
Emily was confident in answering the questions in her biology exam, but the familiarity of the questions including the choices bothers her. She was surprised to see that it had the exact questions she saw in her dream. She looked around to check the reaction from other students. "Is it like de ja vu?" She asked herself. Can it still be part of her dream. "Focus on your test paper, Miss Chavez!" Professor Blakely shouted. He was staring at Emily with a suspicious look on his face. No one in the room said anything. Everyone was busy with their own test. Emily could feel a sense of guilt inside her. She clearly remembers how she checked the questions from her dream and what the answers were. One paper included the answers to the test. Although she doesn't need to recall the answers from the paper since she is familiar with all the questions in the test, she still feels uncomfortable knowing that her classmates worked so hard for this test. She finished her test faster than all her cla
Emily woke up from the alarm from her clock on her bedside table. She got up immediately and checked her phone. It's 7AM. She's aware that it's 7AM since her alarm clock is set to ring at that time, but she still wants to check it just in case it was too early or too late for her to wake up. She went straight to her small bathroom to take a shower. Her room is quite spacious with a few decorations hanging on the wall. She considers herself a minimalist. She doesn't feel comfortable posting anything on the walls in her room. She's also not that particular with colors. Her walls have a white floral wallpaper and the color of her bedsheet, pillowcases and blanket don't match. It's her mom who changes them once a month. After taking a shower and drying her hair, she put on a plain tshirt and jeans and took her backpack. She paused for a few minutes and sat down on the edge of her bed. "Do I still need to go to school?" She asked herself. Her experience yesterday was not good at all and d
"Stay away from me!" Emily shouted then ran away from James as fast as she could. James was left surprised. The students in the park looked at him in a strange way. "I didn't do anything!" He tried to defend himself against the looks of disgust from the people around him. They may think he was harassing a woman nonetheless a professor inside the school, so he had to defend himself. Emily couldn't stand it anymore. She was trying her best to calm down and think of how she got in this situation. She was waiting for anyone who would announce that everything was just a prank and that everyone took part in it, but it was already almost lunchtime and no one revealed the truth yet. Without looking back, she went out from the campus and headed straight home. There must be an explanation of how she ended up being a different person. Upon arriving home, she was greeted by her mom who looked worried seeing her. She was busy in her garden. Emily hugged her tightly for comfort. "Are you okay,