TheBittiestBaubles

The day they woke us up was one of the most painful and exhilarating days in my young memory. They told me my parents hadn’t survived the trip; their bunks had crashed after seven light years in. With just a few dozen med staff on rotating shifts, there were plenty of times for things to have gone wrong. Some bodies just don’t accept cryo, they told me. My parents weren’t the only ones that hadn’t made the trip. My friend Carla’s little brothers and her aunt’s whole family had rejected cryo in the first year. 300 other pods in our section alone had simply gone offline. I couldn’t cry for days because