The Beginning

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Well, let's start from the beginning then. My name is Thomas moore, I'm 23 years old. Although I'm this old, I'm still studying in college, it's not my fault, as I study medicine, and studying medicine takes time. In my country, which is a poor country like myself, studying medicine takes about 7 years, of which 3 years normal study, and other 3 years clinical study, and the last year is the internship year, where we go to hospitals and train to be the future doctors. Looking back to my past, I didn't excel at anything except studying, no sports achievements, no hobbies, no talents… no wait, there is one, which is the ability to notice every single little detail in front of me. I'm a good listener and expert level observer, which helped me a lot in my medical studies, or so I thought, or how do you explain someone like me with no family background and no wealth at all gets to score very high in every exam in the college? Frankly I don't know the answer except I work hard, harder than anyone else in my friends, but since when did any hard worker get his desired dreams? The answer is none, my late father worked very hard to die suddenly from work stress, and my late mom, well let's not speak about her for now. In brief, I'm alone, all alone, with no family, no money, no heritage, and no one to help me in this college. To be honest, I only entered here because I got high marks in the national exams which put me in the lead of the list of candidates to join the college. When I got the news back then, I was happy, and afraid. Studying medicine was very costly, as the ones who graduate from this college will make a lot of money. I really needed money, but I don't have any for now to support my studies, so it was normal for me to panic back then. When I got to the entrance exams or the selection court as some folks used to call it, I knew there was a way out for me. In college, there was a supporting program for poor students just like me. Although I have my honor, I had to go there and take monthly support from them to be able to continue my studies here, and the money I took was really enough for me to study and live a normal life. My monthly allowance was 2k bit coins, which was enough to pay for my medical books and other stuff at the college. What remained from it wasn't enough for me to live in my own rented apartment, so I had to apply to live in the university dormitory of students, where I used it only to sleep and rarely to study. I don't even remember the names or the looks of my roommate, as I rarely met him. My life was only for college and study, so I had zero fun at my college life, which is something I regret, but not too much. Without giving away the fun, I wouldn't get these high scores at the college final evaluation results. Well, don't get me wrong, as medical college isn't that boring. I know many students there, who lived their life as they wished, rode the latest model cars, went to anyplace they wanted and visited many countries in the summer, and guess what? They also had high scores like me, or even better. Life isn't fair, that was the first lesson that I learned in life, so I wasn't that depressed when I checked the list of names of the entire student in my year and their final grades. Evaluation in my medical college wasn't based on a single year alone, as it was a sum of my grades in the six years as a whole. It's not fair too, as some years have more scores than the others, especially the clinical ones, but what can I do about it? It's the college system after all. Don't have a bad impression about me, I don't have any mental illness or suffer from any old deeply rooted psychological trauma, I just wanted to achieve one thing in my life, which is to become rich… very rich. Doctors in my country earn a lot of money annually, but that applies only to the most successful ones. To reach their stage, I have to go from success to another, and as a practical person like me who knows exactly his own limits, I can only gamble with my effort, hopefully, I can win. That was the summary of my life for six years, all my goals and dreams and suffering, all the long nights that I spent alone studying inside the college studying rooms to avoid going back to the students' dormitory, all of this resulted in one single final result, which is I got nominated to be an internship in the college. Is that cool? Yes, sure, it's very cool that in case you decided to neglect the fact that many other students that got scores lower than me got also that internship, as they have some of their family members in this college. Or… well, my other fellow students who got the same score as me didn't get my 'Under Evaluation Internship' but got the full internship from the beginning, and that's because of the same mentioned reason. So, yes, it's very cool for me. Regarding my position, as a student with no family to back him and no heritage or wealth to support him, it was a good result to get this internship. Of course the first thing I did was to renew my support program, but this time under the name of this internship, which gave me one more thousand bit coins monthly. Well, that was a small step towards my great future success, which was the plan, a plan that changed abruptly one day. My personal plan was to become rich. I had transformed magically from being rich to being rich and very great. A great doctor was a rank, not officially of course, but it was given from the medical society to those who achieved great accomplishments in the medical field in my country. Why would I aim for such a high, rarely achieved rank? Well, as I said earlier, let's start from the beginning, shall we?
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