Having sustained grave injuries, my sister lay still as we hid among the ruins of the castle. We had failed to deter the dragon from its ravenous, frenzied pursuit. Our end was surely near. Then I had the brilliant idea to scream, launching me from the nightmare into my four-year old reality. I heard myself weeping loudly for Tylenol, which I was certain would restore my sister’s health. From this innocent beginning, my subconscious desire to find medical solutions in the face of hopeless situations has driven me to pursue a career in gene therapy.
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